The Temple's FoolA Poem by Paris HladThe Temple’s Fool
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All Climbers Climb Unharried
& in the Eye of God
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"Why climb you here?" The crawler asked
“Why do you so unclad?
Hast thou a serpent in thy head, That thou wouldst be so mad?"
The climber fiercely Looked away,
As if he chided time
He said, "I am a climber, sir, And climbers all must climb
I am the rarest of the rare,
The maddest of all men,
For where a temple rises high, My climbing must begin.
I am a naked Son of Man, Born in the vestibule,
A momentary act of God, And this great temple’s fool.”
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Added on January 12, 2023 Last Updated on January 12, 2023 AuthorParis HladSouthport, NC, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..Writing
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