Into the wilderness, mystery bound
Several there go into the mist
With food and provisions, adventure found
Seeking the olde stony circle of round...
But what now pervading
Omnipresent sound
More felt than heard
From sky to ground...
A trinary figure blots out the stars
Blacker than night, come from afar
Vibrating bone, curdling blood
Invisible rebus, strangest of tone...
With no zephyr a-blowing, no Santana wind flowing
Forest so still, no creature a-stirring
As it has come, so it has gone
I bid you farewell, enigmatic one...