Castles Poem by Christian Thomas Scott

By grace and wonder mighty fortress stood,
To dare immense and calamity's reply,
Along the marred and weather-beaten wood,
Nary a split and scarred approach may try.
Yet grow from reckless happenings anew,
Other guided ways not unforsaken,
And grasping at the world in which we knew,
And daring with our hearts still nigh unshaken.
To tremble at the call of eager voice,
Of danger's dark delight and fearful choice.