A petrified sea of radiant mist and fog.
Pitch, swallowing darkness with its stormborn
Odes of old, untold in fair daylit splendours,
Reignited by rainfall, relentless and ruthless
Beneath a blanket of blackness, vastness, save
A petrified sea of radiant mist and fog up high,
Glowing, as a strange beacon; calling, speaking,
Beckoning those who are lost and wandering
In pre-thunder showers, gentle and wonderful.