Nature Of Things Poem by Han Min Ohn

Nature Of Things



Once there was a mountain in a place somewhere
So high it was that it nearly touched the stars
But however high it might be seen
Under the sky it would always be deemed

Once there was a river in a place somewhere
So wide and deep that endless it was considered
But however endless it might be seen
Into the sea finally it must be streamed.

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