Poetry
Only The Rocks Live Forever
The leaves, Hermanito, believe the leaves!
They come in spring,
Bask through the summer,
Show their glory in autumn,
Die in winter
Yet the tree remains.
We are the leaves, Hermanito, believe it!
Renewed in spring,
Parading in fall,
Gone in winter.
But what of the tree?
Only the rocks, Hermanito,
Live forever.
And there are always the rocks.
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