Perched on the high mountain
On an isolated rock,
Sat he.
Watching the world beneath him,
Eyes, attentive to activity.
Planning his next meal.
The water flowed
Smoothly down the slope,
In a cascading waterfall.
What a breathtaking sight,
The mountain, the waterfall
And the Albatross.
- Robes of a Muse
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