Contrasts
Jul 3rd, 2009 by senge in Mind Games, Spontaneous Poetry
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Birth, death,
Calm and stillness,
Movement and change,
Never and now.
Everything flows,
Everything crumbles,
Reassembles itself,
Always, and never the same.
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