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.