With time we learn all things in life are true:
While some things break, others are being joined;
while some are cruel, others are being kind
and so the world spins round and round again --
From dark to light; from chaos into calm --
The waves curl toward the beach, then slide away;
The sandhill crane flies south, and then returns.
And in between the blue skies and the gray
the Painter weaves her ever-changing tapestry of color on the sky.
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