The druids egg

fossil stone eggs

Some Duids acclaim

an obsessional cause

part of a chain

a purpose to ground us

imagine the deed

the  conglommeration

of lifeless who feed

on the wildness of Nature

the  rake of the earth

embalmed in the centuries

for what they are worth

the Egg of the  druids

many were rife

fossilized creatures

unidentifued life

ancient feathered creatures

urchins that swam

bound with froth and commitment

in a pulverised jam

the passage of time

brought soft cells  into shock

pitted  and marbled

out of living rock.

Ancientness  hovers

look deeply, we

see the writhing  of stout legs

and souls from the sea

an egg bound  of beings

heavy yet we

can delve into its midst

and believe we are free