Clash of Titans
I saw two clashing titans,
Ten miles above the green;
Their massive bodies twisted,
In battle over Spring
The beast shown black as sackcloth,
The hero – white as snow;
They battled one another
With brutal, mythic blows:
Two terrifying creatures;
They quaked and thundered loud,
Both vying to be victor
On mountain tops of cloud
Behemoths bearing weapons
That blazoned fiery white;
They wrought colossal chaos
Across the calm of night
Until the darkened monster,
Amid the epic row,
Bore down upon the other
And struck a fatal blow
As echoed booms of thunder
Traversed the mount of death,
The weary whitened hero
Then drew his final breath
T’was then that storm did conquer
The innocence of Spring,
And took her mountain dwelling
From which she used to sing.
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