Pete's Sacred Space

Sacred Space
These Stones
I Cannot Believe
Quartz
Buried Treasure
Hearts Of Stone
Oh Brother!
Great Court
Eltham Churchyard
Greenwich
Gaia Project
Countless Stones
Woden
C.N.D.
Avebury
The Sanctuary
Silbury Hill
Hanging Stone
Waylands Smithy
Cloud Busting
Lambourne Seven
Post Holes
Stonehenge
Stanton Drew
Pagan
Glastonbury
Rollright
Owersyll
Pentre Ifan
Castlerigg
Mid Clyth
Ballantrushel
Stoned
First At last
IWRBAM TTTTEOT
Time Machine
Star Voyagers
Kersey
Ley Hunter
The Longest Day
Solstice
Standstill
All Saints
Winter
Armistace
Callanish
Stones
Straightlines
Cathedral
Once Upon A Time
Takes Away
Not Our First
Time Lock
Peace
Keep On Running
Hear This
Finally
Towards the back end Of the year
When harvest is safe and sound,
when church and chapel
Are warm, and ground
Is spread with splendid flowers.
The silent feathers
Of Brother owl,
Leaving towers
On night-time prowl.
Are like the mysterious
Long haired Hags
Aloft on broomsticks,
Dressed in rags.

Time has stopped.
And fearsome thoughts
Pervade the mind where God has lived.
No light or good,
Only cooling wind that whistles when seived
By clinging hood
Of spiders web.

But stay.
Silky spiders and owls are not bad.
And to think so dark and sad.
The spirits that we con-jure in our mind
Would sooner deal in love and action kind.
My witches and wondrous wizards all
Are straight, and beautiful, and tall.