The Monument s Watcher
eternal.
A silent Spirit,
with unspoken speech, not unendowed.
The Cliff of Ages is what set him there.
The gods won't be invoked... they are not welcome here.
The prospectors of otherworldly themes
always beseech you, oh Creator,
to solve their worldly schemes...
Such an extreme...
Behind the monument, the shades of Death reside.
They live within the presence of the Light.
And only Light can make the shadows writhe!
Don't be so petty! Grant them their own life!
Who can forbid one's standing at the Zenith?
Who can discern the dust from the decay?
Who will forever let their being be here?
Oh, the All-Forgiver...
of all... who kneel... to pray...
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