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XXXIV. Recapture

The way led down a dark, half-wooded heathWhere moss-grey boulders humped above the mould,And curious drops, disquieting and cold,Sprayed up from unseen streams in gulfs beneath.There was no wind, nor any trace of soundIn puzzling shrub, or alien-featured tree,Nor any view before – till suddenly,Straight in my path, I saw a monstrous mound.Half to the sky those steep sides loomed upspread,Rank-grassed, and cluttered by a crumbling flightOf lava stairs that scaled the fear-topped heightIn steps too vast for any human tread.I shrieked – and knew what primal star and yearHad sucked me back from man's dream-transient sphere!