The Giant

Far away a giant stands. With strength like Terror’s cold command.

Hung in darkness black embrace, a roiling and tumultuous face

A single eye for all to see gazes forever towards eternity

For eons standing proud for man though never have they met his hand

All around are prisoners hung, forever chained to the giant’s shrug

Still others have been swallowed whole snared by unforgiving pull

Arbiter of all who dare pass by, Jupiter: Master of the Sky