Timelands
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When I look, deep into these grassy woods,
I am struck more by time, than mere sight ever could.
Magnificent old sentinnels, of this harsh brown land,
eeking out a growth ring, whenever they can.
On a scale your mind, just can't comprehend,
you know it's a sign of something greater than you, without beginning or end.
With arms wide open, they've seen your ancestors come and go,
a force of nature, through baking sun, harsh drying winds, flooding rains, even snow.
From ancient red earth, springs ghostly harbour so grand,
rough bark shed over centuries, lends soil a life-giving hand.
A living message larger than life, like a lost limb that you cannot ignore,
your time here is irrelevant, you must respect our mother, and submit to her lore.
Chosun :gh: