Winter Sostice

Ritual, men and women
Work through their sacred rites
Close to the great Sarsons
Stop and feel the heights
Of neolithic stones
Sat on top, of the moor
Placed there by the gatherers
with energy as raw
As the biting wind of Winter
A realisation of what for

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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