Roaring Waters Climb the Breakers' Air
To tower above unorthodox ground
Demanding a realm so fair
Ceasing boulders from earthly bounds.
The restless depths arch
Bend, strike, undoing earth
Keeping steady march
Salted shores pays its worth.
Crystal talons whip skyward
Seeking flight from its own weight
But I am its blessed steward
The horizon's very freight.
An undefined soul and form
Shackled, I billow through the bay
Clear as the sight of the storm
Rearing barred teeth: sharp, growling, grey.
Rising with me, a diamond mare stares
Decidedly opposed to our shared threat
Hooves of ice as mine own eyes, beware
Praying a final spite, we cry "relent".
And as we disobey the wind: the dry
Wild water forces a pillar to heaven
Thousands of whispers scale high
To barrage the resounding choir overhead.
On the horse's back, I ride
With no intention of forfeit
May the gale attire my gleaming hide
Should the very firmament split.
Yet, keep no forgiveness
Only reserve for me my hate
Signal fire resistance
If death be rain, charmed is fate.
A perfect clash of ice and light
Violence cascades, plunging with final prayer
Waters crash with a great quiet
Even as ocean's blanket, laying bare
Roaring waters will climb the breakers' air.
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