Wednesday, February 4, 2015
All those hidden mysteries,
Confounding ancient histories,
Yet stone circles still reveal,
Precious, artifacts, balm to heal.
Recess, in your snug earth home,
Setting sun bids farewell, still not alone,
Our happy hearth, those storied fires,
Family laughter, until all lay tired.
Stand tall, midst circled standing stone,
Sing proud, as cosmic poems atone,
Search e'ery forest, life plants the seed,
Walk song lines, count flaming comets, taking special heed.
Sacred Fire! Torch in hand, while Sol's arrival deems,
Daylight dreams, cyclic streams, necessity it seems,
As coloured wind blows soft across the deep vast ocean,
Grand scale, God's divine breath, pray, that holy motion.
Was? Or did I dream this?
A ring of standing stones, their mythic kiss,
Does season herald legend foretold?
Doth celebration gleam with silver, glimmer gold?
What? Ancestral bones! Grandmother tell us all your unwritten stories!
Grandfather stone! Unhinge your sacred jaw, reveal all your hidden glories!
Cradle my angelic soul, allow me this granite view, adore your shimmering wing,
As arcing love pre-dawns, seasoned stone breathes life, glorious monuments forever sing.
Decorate your hymns with elite monastic icing,
Revolve with split second timing, sacred vibration, so enticing,
Wonder objects, talisman, spirit us away to new reality,
Abrasive hours, sophisticated corridors, powerful congeniality.
Exquisite life! Bow down to Sacred Being, Oneself,
Awake! Relinquish destiny, sitting nigh upon the shelf,
Treat the stars with song, dance beyond stone-age doldrums,
Reverence, illuminate beating hearts, heal with the beating drums.
Magnets draw us in, t'ward each center, thy living heart,
Like exquisite fireflies, light the way, Sacred's resplendent art,
Hurry onwards! Towards e'ery tall tower, accost the narrow ledge!
Reconstruct each sun beam, shout rays of light from that neolithic edge.
Exquisitely carve, again, beyond the known realm,
Like that Grand Chieftain, reveal passage, stand firm at the helm,
Power! Forged by King and Sage and Seer, conceived by devil fire,
Sacred time invites blessed space, and this, thy own dear Shire.
Standing Stones! Arise in heaven's light! Welcome in the brilliant dawn!
Protection, standing armoured, twixt ancient legend, mocking king and pawn,
Raise up thy quarried piers, resolve worthy trust, mark mankind's human fears,
Midst stones that quaver, trial and truth laments, gurus weep, streaming joyous tears.
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2 comments:
I think this is one of my favourites. Thanks.
From Olwen's sister - glad to know who you are.
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