Behemoth

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Walking along the shore
an icy gale cutting through the air .
The first promise of the Sun
dimly lighting the pale morning sky.

There it is,
breaking through the fog.
The hulking figure standing astutely,
watching over the silent mother city.

The Behemoth that for millennia has,
withstood the onslaught of
sweltering temperatures,
howling winds,
devastating storms
and even Time itself.

People travel from the far reaches
of the world to gaze upon its grandeur.
It fills scientists with childish excitement and young children with stunned amazement.

There it stands proudly, as one of
the seven wonders of nature
and you ought to believe
that this "Table mountain ",
truly is a sight to see.

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