and the world spins on
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When the night sky is inky with dark paint and freckled with stars sending their light across billions of miles When the sparrow chirps in quiet announcements to the trees around its home

and the world spins on

When the night sky is inky with dark paint and freckled with stars sending their light across billions of miles

When the sparrow chirps in quiet announcements to the trees around its home

When the water laps the shore in an endless cycle, each time greeting the other like old friends

When the cities grow still and quiet even while continuing their constant motion and bustle

When the child stops squalling at the sound of a soothing voice

When the wolves howl at the moon in a distant and imperfect harmony

When the mountains wear clouds like cloaks to guard against the winter chill

When hidden meadows reveal themselves to wanderers not in search of anything

When trees rustle and sigh and whisper to each other to speak quietly of the weather

When the moon shines its gentle face upon sleepy villages in order to soothe their dreams

The world continues its rotations

Hurtling toward the future, discarding the past, and using the present

It spins tirelessly,

Like there is nothing to lose and nothing to gain

There are only the spinning, fleeting velocities

An infinite graceful dance of celestial movement

And yet despite this constant motion

The world seems unaware

And eager to hang still,

suspended in time

Wanting to make a single moment last

For eternity

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