Henge of Sarson stones

You can feel, the weight of the Sarsons
Brought from the Marlborough Downs
Could have been dragged
Could have been bagged
Could have been done with sounds
They say it was ropes and pulleys
Or great barges on the sea
My belief that it came by air
And was dropped down carefully

When we understand the source
To where
Such energy exists
The resonance and frequency
The earth rings in the mists
We feel the levitation
The sacred geometry
What is the sound of Gaia
The unlimited
energy

From the great planet of Nibiru
The Annunaki came
With all their vital knowledge
With their immortal flame
The Pantheon of Enki
The gloriousness of old
Assisting the direction
Of these standing stones I am told

A conical shaped spacecraft
Rang the changes here
The music of the ancients
The sumerian stratosphere
And all those ancient mysteries
Became what we can see
Aligned to all the solstices
And equinox’s, we

Stand before the sun today
Excited with such thought
The emotion that is in our hearts
Those ancestors we sought
To watch this true construction
Done with such acclaim
Ancient was their wisdom
Guided by their flame