Stonehenge inner sanctum for Yule

A mortal at the gateway
Just a pair of eyes
Might see
Extra terrestrials out there in the skies
Where many must
Like me
wonder at the
weight of stone
Paraded here before us
At this juncture
We alone

Can marvel at its marvellousness
It’s incredible auric veil
Magically it’s stands there
Part of a great chalk trail
Looming out of morning mists
And hiding In the night
A calendar of unrivalled worth
And a symphony of light

From the Malvern Hills
Or the Welsh Hills
Or who knows where, for we
Now share Stone Henge
This monolithic piece of History
Despite myriad battles skirmishes and wars
The millions of minions
And who knows who
Came from distant shores

How armies have run rampage
Across the chalky plain
Being beguiled by the Sarsons
And how so many might gain
Such energy from standing
Absorbed and feeling they
Took this vast experience to their own graves
And they lay

contemplating how and what
And who created here
And today Royal heritage
Allowed our order
To share and it was clear
Beyond and up into the sky
Through frantic clouds of grey
Hearts of blue came shining through
The sun reborn today

The Cheltenham Order along with friends
Robed and with tabards
Clearly sends
A message to those tourists there
That the pagan spirit
Is one to share
From the visitor centre
The buses drove
To the path and there
The mortals strove
Up to the stones to the sanctum where
That energy force
We all could share

Veronica
Arch Druid, she
Made discourse with us
Magically
We formed a circle
Held hands and knew
And felt a synergy
Working through
A story from Chris
A dancing play
A dramatic poem
With much to say
Of the present need
To repulse and dare
To re route a road
And be less aware
Of the consequences
Of the footprint we
Shared today
Collectively
We were part of an eclectic throng
Witches and pagans
Joined in song
The Sussex Morris Dancers
Too
Worked the spirit
So bound to do
Where the ley from Avebury
Crosses we
Saw the dragon dance
In synergy
The ancient stories
Told in song
And I really felt
That I did belong
I was kind of transported
Back to when
These stones were new
Right back then
A similar sky
And chalky plain
Different faces
With much to gain

A mistletoe pot
A new age crow
A resident here
In the dolmens glow
Ho Ho Ho and the pagans prayer
And a Yule tide carol
Warmed the air

A healing hum
For those sickly who
Could derive some heat
From what we do
From the latent source
That is our intent
To share with each other
Love well mean’t

The dead May marvel
At what we do
In their presence
The infinite view
The countless souls
Who come to share
Perpetuity
Which is clearly there

From Arizona and Japan
Locals came and we began
To feel the energy that surrounds
These megalithic burial mounds
Those ley’s that criss cross Mother
Earth
Within the sanctum
The rebirth
of the sun
Up there in its vast array
shone brightly
It’s great light did play

5 minutes of photographs
And sadly we
were back on the buses
Lost in a sea
Of shopping the centre
Openly tries
To sell all it’s wares
It is no surprise

The commercial clutter
The prophets of doom
Bees around a honey pot
Weavers a loom
The ring of the tills
It’s a tacky farewell
And the tunnel is coming
So I’ve heard tell

As a mortal I stood
At the gate and I saw
And I was overwhelmed
By the henge and whats more
The warmth and the kindness
Of the Cheltenham crew
who enveloped our spirit
As they always do