A scar of an ancient land
its sky line forgotten; a landscape which is paranoid delusional ... surely?
For nobody else sees the same
nor hears the cry for help; the swansong that tells of ancient power ....
A bane lost never to be retrieved; a light which fell into the dark place
and sunk out of trace below the crashing waves,
the shining the magpie seeks in the nest; in the beehive ....
Extract taken from 'Enigmatic Realisations' written by Matthew James May 2003
