A nameless fear
a darkened hour
a nightly haunt.

A whispered word
a single tear
a tall lone tower
guarded by fear.

Big old oak
falling down
field mice run
far underground.

Ground did shudder
mountains did quake
power is what is left
in mother earths wake.

Fast strong river
raging to unheard beats
sounds like singing
from underneath.

Sitting still
like mountains tall
watching over
mankind’s fall.

Faceless wonder
ageless dame
and Mother Earth
is her name.