Dun Aengus

Wind roaring past my ears
Force enough to unbalance
As I stand atop this stony cliff
Angry Atlantic crashing below
With all the fury it can muster
Noisy, foaming and churning
Ancient stone walls behind
Once proud citadel fallen away
Adding to the treachery below
Precipice before me dangerous
But beyond the limitless ocean
Stretching into loneliness