Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog

Once there stood a wanderer

Above a sea of fog;

A silhouette on alpine perch

Built of jumbled rock.


He watched the wispy vaspor spray,

Like cresting waves,

Caressing ships of stone,

Brushing burnished mountainbacks

Sunken in its foam.


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