Passing By

Waves rolling under iron-forged skies

clouds fighting to hold back the sun

but light seeps through and falls

becoming reflections that drift away on hidden tides

They passed by here

shimmering on stone-faced waves

and asked the way to Armageddon

then left over the white-crested landscape

in a rise and fall from summit to valley

their war drums echoing over the waters

Sorry if my voice is a little raspy in the recording! I was at a soccer game and cheered a lot.

Photo by Polina Kuzovkova on Unsplash

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