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Timeless Chill
Granite grandeur draped in snow,
soft whisper falls, clear water flows.
No hand extends to measure time,
no cares ascend, no worries find.
For purpose fades into the still,
a tranquil peace here in the chill
What part of time and space am I?
So small beneath the endless sky,
a spec of dust, a grain of sand…
yet cradled in the Master’s hand.
Saturday 24th February 2024 7:40 pm
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