This was posted by TomBo a couple of years ago* (and maybe written by him). It's unsigned but so friggin' good it deserves to be reposted.
Today on Fendrith Hill
I would speak words as stark as bones
From here amongst the wind worn stones
But whose words could be as stark as the sky?
Or as wise as these stones? -
Toppled by time, rugged, alone
Today on Fendrith Hill
I would sing you a song as endless as the wind
It would rattle your windows at night
And shriek like the naked storm
But whose voice could haunt like the voice of the sky
As it sighs around these stones?
Forgotten, unheard it moans
Today on Fendrith Hill
The wind whispers a truth as old as the Earth
Unutterable simplicity
Spare and lean as a hare
Honed down by the blasting wind
To the barest of bones
* http://www.themodernantiquarian.com/site/3657
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