Any Mountain, Climbed Poem by james watkin
Any Mountain, Climbed
Step by step one advances.
Slope by slope, with sky ahead
In vista-trophies, this piece
Of grandeur to be handed.
Here tis young wonderment
Unknowably aspiring to
Reverence, its glossy-faced
Disclosing; divine blown through.
More estranged, thus called to be
Save from one's own calming surge
Fits with a want, God's unspoke
Whose face, of cloud, now doth purge!
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