Eternal
He waits like the stone
In forests of forever.
Forgotten by time
The lichen grows abundant.
What joy does eternal bring?
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This entry was posted on March 29, 2015 by Hunter Coch. It was filed under Creative Endeavors, Fixed verse, Graphic Art, Poetry, Spiritual, Tanka and was tagged with poem, Poetry, Spiritual, Tanka.
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