A Ballade of The Cliff

Tho' bore your fate 'tis artless place you lone Your girth--your hold freedoms--your claims be more Restrained your gambled trade choice place bemoan Shewn thee frankly tho' toughened be your core Afoot they'd maketh treads besought a door Shameless their upbringing, relieves doubts--be Natheless, some uncharted may answer for Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea Feign thunders crash a cloudless sky--unknown Truth betold entrenched sanctioned civil war Upheaval constants the shouldering groan Once the tameless harmonized--nevermore Proneness to bonds, centuries tie threescore Their massiveness afeared--times they're dicey Questions tumble, fumble forevermore Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea In distant sights, day or night ... the homegrown Moonlight silhouette, an uncarved Rushmore Picture cards, photographs of the well-known Up, down, right, and left, all around they pour Kids climb like Zacchaeus, the Sycamore Still, they'll be a'wondering, what's the key See how the waves comply, a tidal bore Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea Matthew eleven, twenty-eighth ... implore Labored, Heavy Laden, Give Rest ... the key Waiting ... it madeth here but naught much more Behold yond harbored shoreline midst the sea