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Look to the hills

Look to the hills and see their timeless grandeur,
seeming changeless yet they’re ever changing.
Once beneath the deepest sea then rising,
up and up to form new lands and shores.
Continents moved by forces unrelenting,
playthings in the sturdy hands of nature.
Glaciers scouring, shaping, forming valleys -
they were there once, but now are gone -
All in the blink of a mountain eye.
Active with volcanic vigour some still grow, as if for ever.
And yet their elders show the way as they crumble and erode.
The work of water, ice and heat wears down the ancient giants,
Immeasurable in mere human time, an infinite cycle never complete.

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