So There It Stood

There it stood, colossal, towering high
coming in contact with the realm of the sky
surpassing the tallest of mountains by birth,
all was diminished by its mere presence, everything on Earth
It rested upon an infinite sheet of glistening ice,
as sun rays glinted off its walls- a bane to the eyes
accustomed to the dark, kindred shades of greenery-
the verdant views, the gorgeous scenery
On its polished pillars were emblazoned intricate designs
of spirals, mosaic and patterned lines
A scintilla of sunlight poured in through the ceiling clear
emitting a watery light, anything but austere
It possessed the vitreous texture of crying clouds,
by the coloration of stained periwinkle, its structure was shroud
The tower benignly acted as the bright, north star,
glad to guide people stranded in places bizarre,
to those who aimlessly and helplessly roam,
will put them on the right track, escort them back home
As ice, it had that mystic, lambent glow,
while wreaths of mist arising from its depths swayed to and fro
But later augmented the shivery atmosphere,
thus making it no longer approachable, all throughout the year
So it faded from memories, its deserted location unknown,
resting singly, standing alone
It shortly resembled a forsaken, natural spire,
as its spirit of mystery mounted higher and higher
It's aura of charm unfalteringly rose-
it was distinguished from the world, time seemed to have froze
Its beauty remained untouched by human hands
which only highlighted its facet of being glorious and grand
It was positioned imperiously, indifferent to the seclusion,
that it was better off standing isolated, was its delusion
So there it stood