Evil darkness shall stain the earth,
In the ancient place where shadows lurk.
For summer's light cannot be found
There rivers of blood shall stain the ground.
An ancient stone will block the night
Sending the sun to shine with fiery light
For when summer comes, the sun returns
Night becomes day as evil burns.
The snows of winter will find the night,
And the summer sun will send the light.
The flowers of spring will bring the day,
For the leaves of Autumn shall fall away.
............perfect title for this write.....and it is truly written like a prophecy....great job...
Well done this Lesa so compact yet so much being said. I like it. Séamus
I vision a mighty warrior sitting by a camp fire describing this, to the on goers... great read!
What can I say Lesa you just keep getting better. love your words. Seamus
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lesa, interesting write, it has the feeling of an epic battle... well done! ! Brian