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
On a bright November day,
wending our merry way
Along a narrow twisty lane,
By a cyclist with a cheery wave,
cars parked near a monistry,
When there up high burned in the hill,
A giant. sinister and still
Half hidden by the shadowy sun,
Stood guard, on view to everyone.

The mist still lingered, though it was gone eleven
As Woden blankly stared from heaven.
Leaning stolidly on his spears
Awakening all our heathen fears,
Remembrance Day and the God of War,
His outline glinted, and we saw
The passing dead from down the ages,
Saddened fingers turning pages,
The writing plain for all to see,
But no one seems to heed the plea.
Lay down your arms and look upon
The Long Ma n of Wilmington.

11th NOVEMBER. 1918.
TQ 543095 457