The lit brush burns oil on the canvas;
Ancient word breathes stories of Atlantis;
The silent stone speaks more than us all;
Mortal mysteries that hold us in thrall.

Throughout the ages, man has done and seen
Terrible and beautiful—wondrous—things.
But who are we to judge the weary hands
Of what we could never truly understand?

 

Elizabeth A. Britton graduated with a BA in English from Shenandoah University and is currently a writer for TeamCraft Roofing, Inc. located in Salisbury, NC.

Featured Image: “The Fall of Numenor,” an allusion to Atlantis made by J.R.R. Tolkien

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