Witches eye

Stared at sky

Starry reflected moon

Prophesy of doom

New wave running free

Carries demons into the sea

Cool blue crystal clear

Set the diamond islet near

Cast a stone, let it drown

Through crispy salt waters falling down

Turn over, over

Thy gaze is rapt

Within crystalline maze entrap’d

Go forth, see clear

This day is near!

(C) 2009 Chris Hudson