Things made by men, great and mighty
The ocean rise and wane
Even the rivers reshape their floor
All return to its dust again

Yet in the quiet space,
There's a thread that will not snap
A beauty that do not fade
A place where the quiet laughter breaks the dark

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It's an anchor to the rock
A light that stays put
Exempt from all the heavy tolls
That passing time has made

It is the echo of a voice
That speaks when the voice of the weak are silence
A hand of love, across cold hands
For what is loved is etched in light
Forever to behold