Paradise Lost (Hell's Gate):The jagged pointy mountains cast a deep dark shadow,
Across the valley floor as the sun sets behind them.
The devil's teeth slowly envelop everything.
The wind
Dies, the insects fall silent and all becomes cold.
Paradise Regained:The wind whispers quietly past with promises of
Eternal calm.
The evening sun is soft on my skin as
I laze on a bed of grass.
The grasshoppers and crickets
Cheep and chirp.
All is perfect.
By Nathaniel Weston, Year 10, Otago Boys' High School
