the ducks swim
in and out of the shadows,
the wind picks up or dies down
and the water ebbs or flows,
its surface rough or smooth.
Clouds may come,
and the mountain may disappear
for days, weeks, or months at a time.
But that doesn't mean it isn't there.
What looks permanent and stable --
the houses, trees, and poles --
all have come -- and will go again --
while the mountain, like You,
remains; a reassuring presence,
steady and serene.
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