Armored Hawk Of War Comments

mirror lakes engulfing highland weeping pines // Red spired cathedrals invade the mounting morning mist; // Diving swoops regains the breeze turning quickly falls, pushing currents, backward strokes then rests within our walls. // these are the lines in which i saw the scenes... the poem is an answer to the question...what is the richness of diction?

mystic lion Pushing current I like it. thanks.