It may as well have been a mountain

that yawned and gaped down

at the human insect, the bravado of its species

missing from its frame

and the slight quivering in its teenage body

as the crevice seemed to melt before his eyes.

 

The rock face, one hundred

dramatic feet high,

even a thousand surely at a pinch

heard the gentle tapping and prayer like

call whispering in the bright

Welsh light, God, don’t look down,

said with same impassioned plea

of the atheist who sits tied