Swallowed Whole

Like cliffs in the distance
seen through a window
on an island in time
What a great mystery
is the rock we stand
high upon in the sky
Surrounded upon an ocean
of waving growing green
to the tallest tree
With a poem in mind
a song upon the heart
a whisper in the soul
Will it crumble to the ground
in small terrible pieces
or in a once great tumble
What will become of us
once the pillar falls
and time swallows us whole

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