Something Precious
The fact that there are endings
Makes the space between them
And the beginnings
All the more precious
No matter how long it takes
For the river
To erode the stone
No matter how long it takes
To find the answer
To the most important questions
And even though
You're the stone in the river
And it is time
That will forever flow long after
You are less than pebble dust
Burst forth from your shell
Unleashing your special gift
To inhabit the river,
Changing its course
It's the change that matches time
In its eternity
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