Here by the Great
Change is ever milling.
Color refractions and reflections,
Water and light transposed.
Waves, sky, and sun stir together.
Only rock is stable, for awhile.
Fish and seaweeds come and go.
Fog mist rises. Clouds dump their fill.
Snow sugars and icebergs form rivers.
Change is ever milling.
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