The Ancient Guardians

Granite and slate sentinels,
Weathered from wind
And washed with rain of ages,
Guard the secrets that
Hold our Earth in place.

These grey giants
Brave any onslaught
From the earth and skies-
At the ready and
Waiting for the
Malicious creatures
That emerge from the wood
To devour the mystery
Of our ancient race.

Should these wicked
Beasts prevail,
They would undoubtedly
Destroy the sacred
Words that were whispered
From the clouds by
The very breath of God
And stain our world
With their dark intentions.

May those guardians ever
Remain strong in their task
And may we scourges
Of Earth never know...

The answer