as you, gently bourne along, have not a care..
your time is done, your work still on,
for the plan goes far beyond your division..
a timeless, endless, eternal story..
where beginning meets end, join hands
in God's glory..
And around about yet more stories been told,
of Kings and things, and hearts of pure gold..
but life fleets softly on through the matter..
except the mighty waters, in endless clatter..?
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