The Quiet Boulder - Poem by Yekaterina Bezpalaya
The rock, and the wind, and the mountain, and river.
The sunrays are masters, and the Sun is the giver.
The towering mountain, it gives quite a leer,
The savageful wind brings danger and fear.
The river it laughs, with not many cares,
Just the rock, so vast, great silence it bears.
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