Yet I Stand and Watch

As mountain Rise
To give way to Valley
The smallest ripple
To a roaring wave
A darkness coming
Into a light
As Giants and fairies
Dance in fury.
Yet stand and watch.
To what avail
Am I standing there?
To afraid to join the fray?
But even the greatest of all of these
Are doomed to fade away.
So what more of me
To do nothing?
Am I a coward or a fool?
Maybe to save my selfish pride
Or not to waste my time.
But even if I still stand there
I too will sublime.
Among the Giants and Mountain range,
Who all have gone to dust,
I stand, remembering of the time
They were the best of us.
And now I wait in peace
For my body, too, to rust.

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