Mother's Return

Glory rises, holding all

Light fills blackness

Nothing stops it

Something comes,

It conquers sea

Great hulks win over storm

Nothing stops them

Land is swarmed,

Mother turns her head in shame

She feels pain and sorrow

Her body ripped and manipulated

Air is taken slowly

The last haven gone by force

No longer is there a sanctuary

These things takes all

No mind to the mother

Much mind to the father

All is gone now

Hope returns in glory again

Sea whipped clean of foulness

Land breaks and shakes off the ruin

Air casts the devastation to the side

Mother comes back snarling and fighting

Father is no matter now

Light returns from bleak gray

Sun through the choking mists of the moor

Nature hath returned!

So did you get it? I wrote this in a moment of inspiration, I really wasn't thinking of what I was writing, it just came out. I think it's the best way to write poetry. You can make what you want of it, but if you just don't get it I can tell you what I wrote it to be. Just review including your e-mail and I'll let you know. Thanks! Rose Richonne