Somewhere <br />Between the shores <br />Of evergreen Everland <br />And the Isle of Roars, <br />I bob and stray <br />In the eventide of the storm, <br />Coasting and shifting, <br />Drifting into its beastly form. <br /> <br />Somewhere <br />Between the Everland groves <br />And the lava from <br />Growling volcano coves, <br />I wonder if I will <br />Sit on that green hill aloft, <br />Or end up in that flame... <br />...that grass looks sweet and soft... <br />...but that fire <br />Should put this storm to shame.<br /><br />K. Jared Hosein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acrid-in-the-storm-between-the-shores/
