Scouting York
Bucolic ruins; gardens sloped – onward, t’ward streets cobbled!
A bird of prey, at hov’ring height, doth herald.
The sunfire breaks the emptied cloud to strike upon the waters.
The Trow’s resuscitated – see the blackwhite gable draped along in hanging baskets.
A crossmaker – Yesh’wa constructed th’means by which the legion stamped impeer’yul boots on his own people.