A POEM FROM THE CAVE
Once in the cave my light died
A few inches from my face and scared
Scared to enter the rocky mountainside
It was a cave mouth of impenetrable side
Impenetrable blackness shadowed side.
It was dank with dripping water sound
Its general shape, ovoid, walls ridged
Smoothly curved, walls above arched
Hundred feet to giant stalactites bat.
Small, loose stones littered the floor
Causing trip as I got closer to rock face
I shone the beam of my touch ahead
A cave came into view, small entrance.
The cave was built into muddy brown
Brown rock of cliff, stone at entrance
Was jagged uneven, difficult arrangement
I led up a trail created by countless
Countless footprints, obscured by bushes
Entering the cave becoming engulfed
Engulfed in chilling chilly blackness
Underfoot loose stones twisting ankles
The noise of disturbed rocks echoed
Echoed off the dense of dripping waters.
Hakuna maoni:
Chapisha Maoni