Oh how we strive
Within this realm of God and men
And all the while
The ivy climbs the wall and blooms again.

We build, we shape
And we destroy with fervent hands and yet
The dead seed underground
Will live again and not forget

Where to sink its roots
Or to the surface stretch.

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