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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 |
Barefoot, Sitting on the grass, No stranger in this circle Of kneeling stones. This fancily picnic Amongst the buttercups. Beyond this group, Our cousins, Maternal and paternal, Loosely knit Each at their own Round Table. A detachment of fine young bulls, Their maleness boldly outlined, Wandered over our tablecloth Nostrils wide at pepper smell, Their legs as tree trunks Sturdy, stocky, and straight. This intrusion, Though not unwelcome, Was fraught with danger, So, grasping a sprouting horn, I pulled, not pushed, And this specimen leaned away, Changed course, Left my peripheral vision. My view focussed beyond the meadow, And minds eye pictured Hautville Recumbent in the seeding stalks. A rasping sound brought me to earth To find One Horn Tasting a lowly member of this Matrix. Dark blue tongue curling, This irreverent creature With the dung spattered swinging tail, Innocent in his attitude To this Stairway to the Stars. S.T. 603630 |