1Minute steps climb, and beyond fingers rise,
2onward on pins where the treasure lies
3deem heavenly island towers, over derelict ward;
4stern wood haven north and powell, off back-ward
5under stone this mint rests buried in keep,
6but intermiss briefly, please--do take a seat
7spare a moment between us, you who shall reap;
8only we know this plane, this sanctum, this peep
9let's celebrate our land, the city, this jaunt,
10the clamber the sights, our sole hunt for this haunt
11truly framed in full, cast stage-left at your feet;
12dig just one foot down and--finally--heft the prize that you seek