The Beast

The full moon, The swaying of the Dark, Battered trees, The howling of the wind, An iridescent glow about the scene Shows the passerby That Darkness is within. Even the animals have gone, Only the Beast remains. He guards his realm. His body is as tattered as The land. The rivers are his veins, The moon is his eyes, The wind is his agony, The trees are his Will to fight, fight Not to die. s go here)