By: Marisella Posted on: March 31, 2015
My memories, both old and gray
Had hurried over granite hills,
Past youthful trees of Ithmian shade
And fledgling love which folly killed.
In scorn, I then sought to supplant
My lost faith with a new outlook,
Which men of prideful Good did grant
Their kind intentions I mistook.
It took me years to realise truth
Behind these walls of lifeless stone.
I traded in my foregone youth
For cheap faith and their fractured home.
Reconciliation began
After the Ventos Allegos
Battled Nature to meet an end,
Its powers harnessed to aid growth.
From the destruction came new life.
Two foundations, firm and strong,
In word and deed, actively strive
To champion Nature all life long.
Suffused with purpose overdue,
I seized the opportunity
To make my mark and thus pursue
The Scion way, on bended knee.