Watching the Ripples Radiate.
Author: marshalg

Chapter 134
Arid Lands

 

Across expanses far and flat

The freezing wind doth howl,

Through desolation cold and harsh

No sign of beast nor fowl.

 

No feet have trod these arid lands

No eyes have sought a path,

No heart has longed to venture here

No settler built a hearth.

 

Far horizons curve the flatness

Cold stars spray the sky,

Freezing diamonds in the blackness

Crescent moon hangs high.

 

Sleet and snow and driving rain

Assault in winter’s bleak,

Whilst blazing sun and baking wind

Prevail in summers fleet.

 

Grasses blow in rolling waves

As far as sight can see,

And cobalt skies of burnished blue

Are cloud and eagle free.

 

Sand grains blowing, heaping, rolling

Dusty dunes do form,

Moving west in steady flow

Sand waves without a storm.

 

Silent, silent, shrill and silent

Wind’s persistant howl

Shreiking in the rolling grass

No trace of beast nor fowl.

 

Far horizons defy logic

Something in the dark,

Huge and vague a shadowed something

Ghosts from Ancients hark.

 

 

Marshalg

@theGate

Mangere Bridge

4 May 2009

 

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