Monuments - Huldra

They call me a man

A monument

A dreamer

An embodiment

Of hope for those

Who seek light

When misery consumes

The radiance of this world

Countenance contends mass exodus

Blot out the rays from the stars

A beacon shines out shimmering brilliance

A pillar of light to

Guide the lost

Back home

Drive the sick

Into healing arms

Bring the weary

Back from the brink