A NEW POEM, OLD AS MOUNTAINS

Mighty of fate, 

Whose homeland was among us, 

Weak of breath and heartbeat,

Whose courage did redeem us,

Resplendent darkness, 

O thou great unmanifest mystery of time!

Be with us still, e'en as the sun declines...

Bless us, that we may bless thee,

Comfort us, we thy healers

We soar, thou fallest, and yet thou hast risen again

Dwell among us til the day of doom, 

Until the dayspring strums our famished hearts again! 

 

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