Finland
Sharp, an ice formation rises
Up from ocean depths before,
And gives shape to things of old,
And ability to restore
A youthful vigour to a time
When ageless wisdoms did embrace,
The yearnings of a people lonely,
And a future confronting to face.
But mind not sharply how it cuts,
And cleaves from chasms deep,
Know the truth is gently prising
A balance new to reap
At end of day, a crop of gold
Within the heart of Man,
And all will warm to knowledge true,
And increase the wing of span.
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