"Jut and Just"
The being’s core is one unchanged,
but the mantle, crust, and up above forever shift and shake,
and like the plates, tectonic tides create the mountain range,
jut and just from rock.
Like waves these ranges rise and fall with time,
though so subtly,
and subtlety is not our strongest suit.
And though the core a raging sphere, not fear it is, but love.
Fears like rocky ranges change
slowly, but so surely,
just takes time and steadfast patience.
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