Giants of the Earth

Giants of the Earth, in ancient air,

Watch silently as earthly rumbles deep,

And as the world below drifts off to sleep,

A ghostly peak, refreshed beyond the glare.

Beauty in the vast, unparalleled,

Iridescent on one side of two,

Overcoat, to cast off; overdue,

Tremble underneath where others dwelled.

Tyrants roam, to crumble at their feet,

Crushed, reanimated in the well.

Deepest floors promote above the swell,

To join their brothers in a higher seat.

Born of the inferno, ash to earth,

Rises up to split the world apart,

Illicit in the breaching of His art;

Eventually accepted in His mirth.

Spherical, in rupture; oh the scars!

Forces, darkened, unable to tame,

Ironically those which born of flame,

Inexorably die among the stars.

Copyright © 2011 by Simon Austin