Just back from the Henge

26000 eyes took in
The sun the trails the sky
Peering searching feeling
The great ancestral sigh
Shadowy illuminations
Halo’s of the truest gold
The longest day
The stones the dolmens
In the path of solar rolled

13000 hearts beat faster
Like minded pagans softly they
Feel a new found friendship dawning
Off this dew green land today
Reap the early breath of summer
From our slumbers we broke free
Why all this geo engineering
Really does it have to be ?

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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