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the eagle glides

     on resting wings

in pale blue sky

     on cloudless day

rich soil lies

     warmed by sun

with seeds within

     in days light

a stone is

     simply there

changed not

     just is

morning comes

     sun does rise

as yesterday did

     and tomorrow comes

just to forget

     remembering not

what is today

     or is it

another breath

     a distant sound

and to see

     nothing new

words are heard

     but nothing said

just emptiness

     once again

is there time

     what does change

or just a soft

     allusions of

meanings are lost

     and what is hope

or is it despair

     how do I tell

do minutes fade

     or just repeat

becoming hours

     or never end

If I am without

     hope for fear

do I wait

     or merely am