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Waves crash on the rocky shore
Beyond the dunes there is moor 
This land knew both peace and war
 In ironic and insipid clash with calm on ocean floor

Is storm on the land in full fury
But it will blow over without becoming truly angry
It will give golden fields of grain
Much needed rain

Standing like a beacon on a hill  
Is a large windmill 
Nearby there is stone ring 
Build by some ancient king

In the center of the meadow
Casting a shadow
There is birch tree
Who’s subtle leaves project mysterious majesty

The tree is testament to time
And the whole island is defined by time
It stands alone in vast ocean but not as vast as time
It is also forgotten by time

But what makes it sublime
When you watch birch tree you can almost smell time
When you remember it as a small shoot now a tree
And on the mainland how things have changed you see

But here noting is different than before
Windmill still stands upon the hill nearby rocky shore
The coral reef still ornaments ocean floor
Stone ring replaces calendar as it did millenniums before
 
But there is more
Time here is different than on any other shore
Defined by orb of light
It is longer than in any other light

Time is absolute
Everything in it its business will execute
But number previously absolute
Here will grow for this is light’s attribute 

And previously absolute number will nourish like a rain
That falls on the golden grain
It will nourish the neural flame
Whose status timeless became

In time everything gets old
The tree the windmill the grains of gold
But in stone ring flame will not dissipate in time
Because it is in cahoots with very time

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