YULE

WIth the bluestones from the Preseli Hills
And sarsons what we now see
In concentric order
An observatory
A temple to the sun
A neolithic monument
And today we are all here
The cotswold order of druids
All decked out in druid gear

Look around you the ancestors
Like to congregate
They hide behind the sarson stones
Whose hand are you holding mate!
Isolated up here close to the 303
Where there is always lots of traffic
And many a family
will cast their eyes
Towards us
As they drive on by
Can you feel their energy
A lot of it is close by

HOw many souls have stood here
And within the circle they
Felt a true affinity
With times gone by and would say
A feeling of intensity
Is welling up inside
All part of something special
Which can never be denied

Today some initiations
More members come to be
We all are very fortunate
To feel the sublimity
Of being part of history
And feeling its great weight
To each there is the privelege
On This very special date

Yule the coming of the sun
And probably ice and snow
And an indivisible well-knit crowd
Who may feel the stonehenge glow
Knowing we are part of something
Money cannot buy
The grand order of druids
Whose assemblage does apply

Our focus which is guidance
An embodiment of soul
Always accomodating
In whatever role
We are truly blessed to see you
For posterity We know
Is auspicious and this season
Of YULE just feel the glow