The poem was inspired by Susan Cooper's Dark is Rising Sequence. The concept of the Youngest of the Old is hers along with the Dark Lords. Though symbolically they could represent other things. The idea for the poem is mine though.

"Passing of the Seasons"

An Old One views the seasons

as they pass by each year.

Observing the many changes

sometimes wiping away the tears.

Battling the Dark itself,

seeing past the lies,

having faith in the Light

all encompassed in their eyes.

When the snow starts melting

and the spring droplets rain

the Light starts anew,

while the Dark brings on more pain.

Summer sun shines

basking all in its glow

evil revels in darkness

lurking in shadows down below.

The air turns brisk

and leaves begin to fall,

autumn's clouds cast shadows

and distantly you hear a call.

Winter's frigid chill

freezes you to the bone

a single snowflake drifts

representing a path they walk alone.

An Old One's bond

is with the Light

forever battling the darkness

eternally continuing the fight.

The Dark Lords ride

capes billowing behind

pondering ways to defeat the Old

their secrets hoping to find.

Yet the Old they persevere

hearing prophecies long told

after the joining of the signs

hope relying on the Youngest of the Old.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed the poem. Please review!