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Climber
the heat of the stone
against your face
the incredible presence of mass
the clink of the metal
the hiss of the rope
the sky like a piece of blue glass
he clings to the rock
with the feeling reversed
as if he holds the whole earth in his hands
he loosens a pebble
and hangs there quite silent
listening to his heart til it lands
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listening to his heart
moved by his art
up the wall, up the wall
life in his hands
who knows where it lands
up the wall, up the wall
they say climb if you want to
they say climb it because its there
do it because you're a man
live on the wings
of what's possible here
climb it because you can
spirit of mountain,
spirit of man
the Sioux said they each had their place
and here on the ledge
looking over the edge
I can feel it touching my face
I listen now
to this spirit of mine
floating in clean air and then
I face to the west
I speak to the sun
and I say thank you quite softly again
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