All That Glitters Is Gold

Beneath the surface
Hemingway wrote
The iceberg the iceberg
See the iceberg float
What's beneath the surface
Is it on a silver platter
You won't figure this out
Until you climb the ladder
Speak in tongues down below
Hear the howling winds blow

by Lawrence P. Murren, Jr.

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