having seen dinosaurs, the bottom of an ancient sea,
the walls shed a continual stream of sand, frozen and thawed,
wet, dry, sunbaked, the tower stands a bit taller, a bit
more sleek, elegant, promising an arch here or there.
the tree, black, gaunt, watched 300 years go by, its roots
still wedged securely between two rocks, a single root
still visible threading its way into the sandy bank.
one hour here, one minute to take a quick photo
before moving on, what would I see if I stood
here three hundred years, or a million?
so much more than I will ever see in my lifetime.
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