MONT SAINT-MICHEL

A misted spectre rises
From a sea of endless sand,
A tower amidst the clouds,
Surveying the low-lying lands,
An ancient stone giant
Proudly weathering winds,
Even as storm-clouds billow
And the sky is dimmed.

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The clack of shoes on cobblestones
In this famous fortress town,
Back into the fog of time
As old shops surround.
Climb uneven stairs
Amidst soaring towers,
A gasp of pure delight
As I stare out for hours

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At white-washed sand flats
As far as the eye can see
Covered by a low tide
That protects in time of need.
The horizon fades away
Into a sea of darkening clouds,
And the wind bites at my skin
With a whistling sound.

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A panorama of wonder
Greets my eyes here.
The world spread before my feet,
A sight my heart holds dear,
For this majestic city
Has seen centuries pass by
And countless men have visited
Or lived here and died.

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An island amongst the tides
Between the sea and sky,
A grand towering fortress
Radiating might.
Its darkened stones tell stories
In its abbey and its halls,
As a symbol it will stand
For ages to come, I am sure.

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[Written 27/9/16]

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