Waves, black and devilish
Dance on jagged shards of rock
Grey wind and vapors
Groans in the darkness
Echoes of water dripping
Hysteric laughter
Peals of bright bell-song
Breathless stillness, solemn oaths
Arms entwine, a kiss
Giants' hammers clash
Thunder and havok resound
Tears for the fallen
Sunlight and cold air
The sweeping scene before me
I have been chosen
Sad and old, yet proud
In summer green, autumn gold,
By winter barren
George Chadderdon © 1993