Stonehenge perched high on that mightiest of plain
Dancing to that really sweet soft refrain
The sun peering down with its welcoming smile
Its radiant light sent right off the dial
And Escorted up to the stones were we
A haunting authenticity
The grass was lush and rather tall
But A steady gait was had by all
Around the stones one time and more
To form a horseshoe and be sure
permission to enter the ritual starts
Holding hands and sharing hearts
Within the Sarsens the depth of soul
The ancestral moments did cajole
A closeness and heartfelt mindfully
We strove to reach a constancy
We opened the portals one by one
As the wild wind tried to over run
It really charged through those stones today
Catching our spirits and making all pay
The holly king and the oak king did fight
Using their cudgels with all their might
Down went the holly king lost for sure
And the 7 maidens did adore
They fought in the East
And he died in the West
Beaten and broken
He failed the test
He was carried out sorely
And dumped outside
The golden oak king did then confide
Then came hand fasting
A renewal of care
Of love and expression
The two could share
Deana and Geoff with Tina on hand
And Veronica helping us all understand
This was real love and a true confirmation
Up and beyond to the hearts fine creation
Witnessing such a shared thought was to be
Part of it all and the shared symmetry
The food then was blessed as was the mead
And all partook of the flowing deed
On to the initiation of three
Claudia Rex and dear Olly
It was moving and eventful
And worthy of praise
Pulling the heart strings
In all sorts of ways
The wind took its place across the great plain
The clappers were reached as was the gain
A frontier was met and thus set in stone
Through the portals of time that so many
Had known
The arch druids beacon was lit and we saw
We felt the true wisdom, and, what is more
The great calibration, meant to coincide
With,a counter balance from deep down inside
Sublimity transcended advantage all round
A matchless and dominant unrivalled sound
The speaking stick circling drawing the art
Of giving ones all straight from the heart
The interconnection the drawstring of fate
The continuity that just feels great
From what was the beginning right up to the end
We felt the strength as the message did send
And utter embodiment of each dear friend
Immense was the counter, measureless too
A briefness and changeableness coming through
A ho for us all and an energy rush
Everyone felt it indeed just
A brush
with the ancestors
Looming across the great sphere
And into the stone circle
That was made clear
A procreant life giving source had took hold
Despite the strong forces and the wind blowing cold
Resourceful and inventive we carried the force
Back to what was the magnetic source
With the goddess whose freshness
Whose unhackneyed look
Took on a timeliness
Out of a book
The music of morris men women as well
Rang out the message within each short spell
The crash of the cudgels the musical spin
The chance of a dance that gets under the skin
The voice and the vibrancy echoes abroad
Feet tapping soul rapping with such accord
A story in notes a rhapsodic lane
To the highest of reaches and back again
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