Monday, March 7, 2011

The giant reaches his hands to the top of the wall,
Digs his feet into the face of the stone wall,
And begins to climb.
Granule doves fly about the crown of his head.
His muscles are frail because of their age.
The giant's eyes begin to float above the wall as he climbs,
And he tucks the top of the wall into his armpits.
He sees the ocean and the setting Sun on the other side,
And smiles.

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