Past nebulous blankets of drizzly mist,
Reflecting the rainbows that ever persist
Between haunted valleys that endlessly fall-relentlessly creep,
Into leviathan woods where its eidolon sleeps,
Down shadowy woods on the crag where he sleeps,
Gargantuan lakes of archaic resplendence,
Converge at the tower of inspiring ascendance -exceeding the eye,
Its silvery body out climbing the sky,
I’m treading with caution alongside its lake,
Unworthy footsteps retreat in my wake,
As the towers penumbra looks gigantically down,-endlessly stares,
Over the wood and the creek and its unsullied air,
Where each mountain ascends to the sky like a stair…
Where the gods of this place lay golden in light,
Passively watching this dreamers delight…
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