An ice cliff wafer slips to the sea
it cracks with hellish thunder,
like natures dementia, knowledge melting away,
sliding ever under,
it flows to an ocean of forgotten things,
things unlearned, things unheeded,
receding before our human advance,
yielding to us that which is needed.
While Adamah is Gaia’s and ever shall be,
she merely shifts her shape.
It’s you and I that drift through her Sea,
and we’ll be the waves that break.
© Wolfgar 2019