The water rushes down
Pounding the rocks below
A thunderous roar
The water cascades
Races down the rive
Relentless
I stand
Mesmerized
My mind held captive
Beneath the roiling waves
It is anger
And it is peace
Opposed yet unified
I think
On things lost
Chances, friends, lovers
I mourn
The churning water tumbles
Down, down, down
Cold and harsh
Serene and welcoming
The waters calls
The water falls
Spiraling down
The water calls
I answer

The battle has been won
They’re too late
The darkness covers everything

Dawn breaks
New light new hope
The troops rally again
The darkness gets into formation
A swirling pattern
Marked out across the dusty ground
Unhindered by large rocks

But they are doomed now
The Dark troops attempt to hold their ground
The light comes from all sides
The light is too much

RETREAT
A general cries
As the darkness falters
They fall back loosing ground

Until noon
Then, slowly they fight back
Taking back ground they’d lost
Their battle formation is made anew
As the day ends the shadows expand
Away from the wrought iron gate
Covering everything

But tomorrow the sun will rise
To push back those swirling shadows
And the battle will begin anew