A Beacon

Atop the peak of the tallest mountain,

within depths of the deepest crevice,

in the sand of the fiercest desert,

within the folds of the coldest snow,

among the clouds of the rainiest day,

upon a stone under the darkest night,

I place a marker,

my guiding light,

I hope you find it,

I hope I’m right.

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