Behind Golden clouds does Heaven's kiss lie,

Breaking forth to Grace Earth below,

From Deep dusk, does Dawns light seep,

Shadow ceases as our Guardian of Light rises,

A new day, a new battle against Sorrows lady of Frost,

Waiting in Tranquil slumber beneath a Carapace of ice,

Only to Roar and Crash upon the Peacful countance,

Once Harvest moon has Hollowed.

written: age 17

(school poem)