A thousand years
In a mummy's hand
A seed may lie.
Then, planted, spring
Into life again
Under sun and sky.
A thousand days
In a soul's dark ways
A word may wait.
But a touch at length
May arouse its strength
And the word proves--Fate.
In a mummy's hand
A seed may lie.
Then, planted, spring
Into life again
Under sun and sky.
A thousand days
In a soul's dark ways
A word may wait.
But a touch at length
May arouse its strength
And the word proves--Fate.
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