I sit like a lion on his perch, an eagle
nestled on the cliff side, my eyes
surveying the city below me -- a creation of man --
stretching seemingly without end until its path is halted by
blue megaliths, an impenetrable boundary, natural borders
rising majestically and silent in their grandeur.
The largest masses in my line of sight are born of Mother
Nature; all creations of mankind will fade, dissolve into
nothingness, yet the mountain upon which I sit is
eternal, menacing and staring ever downward.