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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 |
Round and round we go Dogging footsteps of Underworld King, Round and round, but slow. Till muscles ache and sinews sing, Round and round in corkscrew climb, Round and round, reversing tilde. Round we go from base to height, Round again until the sight Is staring back a million year; Back to where the rainbows tears. With strength to shape the very Stone, Reduce the ragged rock to loam; Back to where Most Ancient Man. Implanted with The Makers plan, Sees neither Tor nor Hill. Only landscape, glorious, still! Did he need maps to place himself. A fence, a barn to store his wealth. A Chalice to stand on dusty shelf Was not a purple evening sky And brillant star stud night. And golden dawn, enough delight Were not Megaliths already placed in line, And love for Mother Earth so fine, Was there not Food upon the Tree, Did not water issue free From Sacred Well for all to see? Would not our Maker smile again To see the end of concrete plain, Acid gone from falling rain, Communion of enquiring brain, Would not the Ancients way of life Be not our loss, but ever our gain? |