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Free verse poem for a contest |
| Starting pebbles at the bottom, Soon boulders, Over eons coalesce into mountains Trillions of mountains to a planet, Progress is like that, Slow steady sure A painting more than one brushstroke An hour more than seconds A lifetime more than a day So traveler on the journey Despise not the difficulty, Or if you do, find the small birdsong, Focus there and in time, You will see the view from the top. |