There Is An Eternity
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I walk mountain trails
And see granite slabs
Smoothed by the movement of glaciers,
Small meadows
That once were shallow lakes,
Ancient Bristlecone Pine
Bent by countless winter gales.
All these things that sign
The passage of Time,
Telling me there is an eternity
That I only touch for a day.
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