Category Archives: Glastonbury where mystery and realiity meeton the crossroads of benevolence

Forget me knots, gentian The sky, bringing such light Bursting and believing Such a display A manifestation and a revelation Lateral thinking For The TOR is the way

A true time perspective The Tor at its pinnacle A great affirmation An expression of joy St Michael’s Tower Has guarded the levels Glastonbury marvels Hour after hour

The path to a heaven radiates A shared sky drips with glow Avalons magic highways The great TOR seems to grow Glastonbury’s sleeping The white Spring channels light The water and the responding health Burns forever bright.

The path made of shadows to the Tower To the golden A sunburst of silence of softness laid rest A whole land of mystery possibly history The glinting all tinting magic at best And The mind and the soul urge … Continue reading →

Stalwart peaceful monumental Looking down on Avalon Eyes all over and each rover Sees so much even what’s gone Before the wondrous green of country The maxing skies The glitter of the starry heavens In it all our spirit lies

A Prismatic and meaningful vista Reflected branches fall Onto a muddy puddle A kaleidoscopic rule Of thumb looked esoteric Literal to all

Rain it is tears of the angels Magical spirited souls Their sadness 4how beings live In the places Where history once put them through their paces The Abbey surroundings we c a clarion call Spring flowers have emerged To brighten … Continue reading →

The miracle of the all seeing A sky scape that each being Glimpses it’s resounding sight Avalon an islands might The TOR a hill of vast degree St Michael’s Tower it’s masonry The heavens open and our eyes Help us … Continue reading →

Etheric sky born mystery Pictured here a history Of an island scene of far away Avalon we see today A glorious mist purports to be Magical for all to see The Tor we know it’s hilly flight And St Michael’s … Continue reading →

An arena where light Where a tree humbled stands Looking up to the Tor At those magical lands Where St Michael’s Tower In It’s own masterpiece Reaches into the skies For its graceful release

Exemplary The night sky Beyond the St Michael’s Tower Starlit serendipity Music on the hour Dreaming I be dreaming Of Glastonbury where The Tor and where once Avalon Provided us with air

To the horizon What we feel A frosty scape So very real Wildness occupies A thought The creatures Of the land Are caught In jack Frosts breath The wolf Moon sighs From his place Up in the skies

Look at the sky A frosty glaze St Michael’s Tower Worthy of praise Atop the Tor For evermore Michelle’s eye see In the first degree A continued scape And constancy

Let’s shout our praises to the sky Such blessings of tranquility Feel the acclaim the plaudits cry Salutations from on high Silhouettes the figures throng Duty bound just to belong St Michael’s Tower And the wondrous TOR Join us just … Continue reading →

The hedges intact The sky a nice blue Up good an early Lis wet with dew January’s message Who dares ignore The lane drying out All the way to the TOR The lens working overtime Depicting the scene Michelle the … Continue reading →

What we see How we feel What is out there The real godly expression The cloud seeding done By the arrogant head case A withering sun A startled effusion A goblet of glow Glastonbury’s offering More than you know

Look at the sky Sulphur and brimstone Gilded and golden Magical power Ocular peering It’s so endearing A mirage of colours Every hour

Claret for yule The sky before Dawn Warming and hearty Trying to warn The early risers The wind may be strong Lifting the leaves Sending them headlong Into our faces Whilst climbing the Tor No wonder my nose Is now … Continue reading →

It’s alive a remarkable burst Of true fire Glastonbury melts In the great solar spire A sensational sense of the real And the good Avalon purposefully Is understood Magical murmurings Mighty melodious

Through the arch looking outwards To vistas of light Shrouds of clouds Multi colours A magical sight Darkness apparent It be far from clear So kaleidoscopic For the end of the year

A great source of light From the stars in array Depicting in gold the tower far away A great soup of starlight Twinkles and shines Behold the great moon And this observer opines A wonderful clarity It’s so revealing So … Continue reading →

A dramatic setting A colourful time The expectation Evolves in a rhyme Peaceful just painting A glorious hue No purer perspective The artwork so true No matter how many days That we see the tower Standing quietly It does feel … Continue reading →

It stands for absolute substance A relevance more so Of the moment Suggestive Of what goes on down below The winding path Importing figuratively the need To clamber with strong tendons And to mindfully succeed It stands strong in all … Continue reading →

We hear the wind We c the stars We have our eyes We b The curtain of night Our heart beat slight Walking silently On Fallen leaves Watching our breath take flight St Michael’s Tower in darkness Atop the ancient … Continue reading →