Those resplendent stones \u00a0how they stand tall<\/p>\n
the antiquity of emotion<\/p>\n
It does just over rule<\/p>\n
the reason for our ritual<\/p>\n
the depiction of the scene<\/p>\n
The narrative, the sky above<\/p>\n
the grove of trees that lean<\/p>\n
inwards, \u00a0its been dramatic<\/p>\n
2021<\/p>\n
robed up in \u00a0graphic detail<\/p>\n
a realistic one<\/p>\n
the light is \u00a0being sucked out<\/p>\n
with fires lit, \u00a0the frosty air<\/p>\n
Its The first day of \u00a0Winter<\/p>\n
And the circle formed to share<\/p>\n
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winter wheat ground into flour<\/p>\n
safely on this day<\/p>\n
turf and wood secured for winter fires<\/p>\n
All stored away<\/p>\n
Resolute and spirited<\/p>\n
the order and the guests<\/p>\n
absorbing all that history<\/p>\n
but that cold wind however tests<\/p>\n
the hardy, and the less than hardy<\/p>\n
we find our child within<\/p>\n
lots of thermals lanterns glowing<\/p>\n
Let the ritual begin<\/p>\n
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respect to the ancestors<\/p>\n
we follow in their shoes<\/p>\n
the coming together<\/p>\n
the energy \u00a0brings clues<\/p>\n
of previous persuasions<\/p>\n
all comers stand in line<\/p>\n
experience the energy<\/p>\n
And on it all opine<\/p>\n
give body to the reasons<\/p>\n
an energy of \u00a0sorts
\nAll this lockdown nonsense<\/p>\n
played heavy on our thoughts<\/p>\n
a cross quarter day<\/p>\n
the Rollright Moles have been on the case<\/p>\n
Turning over fresh green sods<\/p>\n
At an alarming pace<\/p>\n
With fellowship apparent<\/p>\n
the history one feels<\/p>\n
its in the coming together<\/p>\n
how it all reveals<\/p>\n
a significant discourse<\/p>\n
and our willingness to be<\/p>\n
believing and achieving<\/p>\n
our place in history<\/p>\n
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Sparklers to the ready<\/p>\n
a dram or two of mead<\/p>\n
all that honey\u2019d sweetness<\/p>\n
helps us to succeed<\/p>\n
the muse \u00a0the odes the stories<\/p>\n
the thinning of the veil<\/p>\n
remembering those who have passed<\/p>\n
and are back to tell the tale<\/p>\n
we know they \u00a0are there<\/p>\n
they always are<\/p>\n
many coming from afar<\/p>\n
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Those resplendent stones \u00a0how they stand tall the antiquity of emotion It does just over rule the reason for our ritual the depiction of the scene The narrative, the sky above the grove of trees that lean inwards, \u00a0its been … Continue reading