Waiting

Water slithers down the window
Diving down out of view
Whispering the wind blows strong
Searching for things to do

Bright candles flicker in the sky
Drums sound out and echo
Black and solemn, the sky cries out
And still I do not go.

Zeus attacks and Gaia shudders
Standing both firm and proud
Waging war against each other
Unending, never cowed

And still I stand, silent and tall
Awaiting fate's new call.