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Saturday, September 17, 2005

body of stone

he waited on the other side.
stood there, white and silent.

his body of stone, older than our time.
his heart, crystallized in snow that blows with the passing days.

i had seen him before, yet i couldn't place him.
so i asked a wanderer for his identity.

"the white mountain," the wanderer revealed
both his nature and name:

the Mont Blanc,
Monsignore of the West European mountains

who choose for his home
the one country that never knew a king

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