by Daniel Ausema

    The mountain stands high today
    _____(ours is not a tall mountain
    _____with piercing peaks seeking
    _____the highest skies, but)
    it sharply rises against
    _a painted blue sky
    __its long sloping shoulder
    __and rounded summit
    change suddenly to the blue above
    _as if cut by a surgeon,
    _every rock, cave, crack and ravine
    _perfectly defined by the spring sun.
    There is no shade-shifting blur
    _of mist to cloud our vision.
    The mountain's is a knife-sharp life,
    _a razor-blade shift of black and white.

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