Witches eye
Stared at sky
Starry reflected moon
Prophesy of doom
New wave running free
Carries demons into the sea
Cool blue crystal clear
Set the diamond islet near
Cast a stone, let it drown
Through crispy salt waters falling down
Turn over, over
Thy gaze is rapt
Within crystalline maze entrap’d
Go forth, see clear
This day is near!
(C) 2009 Chris Hudson