Summer Solstice

Pinch yourselves
All of you
Are we mortals or not?
Surrounded by the Sarsons
Who knows how they got
Here, who erected them
Does anyone care
Did they come down from space
i want you to share

Out on this plain
Look up into the blue
We are the druids
All good and true
i be the bard
Of The Cotswold brigade
Behold the pale horse
Stone henge was laid

Not far from Amesbury
Part of the great ring
Bluestones and old bones
Where the dead had their fling
As we partake of our cake
And our mead
Can you feel their energy
Let us succeed

Our marvellous ancestors
From long long ago
Hauling the stones
With their muscles on show
Let us join hands together
Look into the blue
The clouds they will open
And the light will shine through

We welcome our mother
The great natural soul
Who blossoms and shows us
Her wonderful role
Our wonderful vegetables
And fruits on the vine
This Summer Solstice
When every things fine

Lets be as one
Lets sing out on high
Lets rattle the stones
Where the ancestors lie
The cotswold order
Is guiding our way
Look up in the sky
And be happy Today

Pinch yourselves all of you
Are we mortals or not?
Surrounded by the sarsons
Transfixed to this spot
We raise our voices
We know the score
The summer solstice
Brings us joys, galore

A joyous poem whilst we partake of mead and cake
At the summer solstice STONE HENGE