Statue stands tallon his stone column plinthin a Gothic church aislelike a figure of myth.Exposed to the eyesof all those who pass by:they don't hear the sighsthat drift down from his sky.For this marble-made manplaced high on his perchnever chose, nor did he planto be showcased in this church —for all that he soughtwas to find solace and peace,not be of rock wroughtand be strangers’ feast.
