Brevity
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I do not mourn my brevity
Among these lasting things--
The sea and ocean shore,
The inland mountain's crest,
The river canyons
Where rushing waters pursue their primal quest,
The ancient forests and desert sands,
The meadow valleys and desolate lands,
The lights and shadows of revolving worlds aglow,
The meadow valleys and desolate lands,
The lights and shadows of revolving worlds aglow,
All in their cosmic dress.
Surrounded by eternal forms
My littleness abounds;
My wondering witness the grant they give,
My brief stay Creation's gift,
My fading print upon the ageless clay.
Before these cherish'd scenes I pray...
Before these cherish'd scenes I pray...
This mortal me
On a windswept day
By the ocean sea...
Beheld Eternity.
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