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O Ancient One

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O Ancient One
Traversing time the slow way round
Life more than plain existance
Or mere endurance sere:
Experience that never fades
Knowing, growing strong
Bourn of breath and blades

What memories:
A quarter-score millenia
Of hours, days and centuries,
Months and minutes, years -
Each moment singular and brief
Measured by the edge
Of Energy and grief

And what is time?
The endless march of moments run -
The flickering of mortal spans:
Stone and bone and bronze
Remain within the iron song
Of piercing Presence
Watchful, fierce and long.