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The mountain heaves as sand is pushed higher,
one side is steep and the other slowly caves
toward a tiny island circled by waves, watching
to see if it will stay deserted, if they might overtake it
before rain crowns the mountain with a small crater,
and loosens sand that fills the ocean surrounding
the tiny island that has held its ground and now,
with a sand bridge, has joined the proud mountain
in its imperfect form and lays itself open to storms
it can withstand in its greater mass.

By Rüdiger Rückmann
Written on 21 March 2017

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