![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
larryhammer33. Dùn - Retreat
The mountain rises against the dark sky,
a mass blockading half the winter stars.
We stamp hard feet, rub numb hands, as we try
to glimpse a streak of light, a stone's bright death
in shock attack against this air of ours --
which in our faces clouds as frozen breath.
*
Against the night's assault, we're weak -- the cold,
the time, the size of it all. It's time to fold:
pack up the scopes and charts of our desire
that map our quest for the universal numen --
with one last glance, retreat inside to human
companionship, small scales, and sleep, and fire.
---L.
The mountain rises against the dark sky,
a mass blockading half the winter stars.
We stamp hard feet, rub numb hands, as we try
to glimpse a streak of light, a stone's bright death
in shock attack against this air of ours --
which in our faces clouds as frozen breath.
Against the night's assault, we're weak -- the cold,
the time, the size of it all. It's time to fold:
pack up the scopes and charts of our desire
that map our quest for the universal numen --
with one last glance, retreat inside to human
companionship, small scales, and sleep, and fire.
---L.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 13 September 2012 03:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 13 September 2012 03:58 am (UTC)---L.
no subject
Date: 13 September 2012 07:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 13 September 2012 02:32 pm (UTC)---L.
no subject
Date: 15 September 2012 06:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 15 September 2012 01:57 pm (UTC)