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Nanook's River Poetry | |
Time is the Tillerman |
Time is the Tillerman
on the stream of destiny,
steering the ship of fate
to the sea of eternity.
Moments are stepping-stones
in the flow of entropy,
eddies in the restless river
rushing to infinity.
When Sun's ball of gas
bursts apart at last,
river's last drop
runs to the sea,
when all hearts are at rest,
fulfilled each last request,
then time will stop
for you and me.
Reach out and touch a rock
Click here to hear Nanook recite this
poem.
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River Bend |