He walks the mountain at morn,
where paths have never grown.
And those who see him tell the tale
of a man not ever known.
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@eclectic-art.bsky.social@eclectic-art.bsky.socialThey may have said it was science,
that it happens after rain,
but I have seen them in the sky,
weaving colours back again.
