Tiny veins, the very beginning
Coursing their way toward the sun
Becoming one in the upward thrust
Bubbling and gurgling in life
Tumbling and dancing in exuberant infancy
Already the purity becoming stained
Raging with the strength of youth
Attempting to sweep all before
Fearless and arrogant in the serge
Only the pools of tranquillity and depth
Slowing the headlong rush
Into the flow of knowledge and age
Suffering the ebb and tide of experience
Until finally the sea of eternity
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