I am as old as the oldest rock,
yet I am constantly being reborn into the cycle of life.
Such tales I can tell! !
To be carried high by great winds,
and swept through Magical lands into great seas.
To be as strong and powerful as the mighty ocean,
yet even in my softest form I can change
the shape of the hardest material.
To be as gentle as the Morning dew
that glistens in the early hour light.
To give life to all beings.
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