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On a Solstice, Stoned.... at a
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June 2015... Some stuff On a Solstice, Stoned.... at a
Majestic, moment..... in time.
Silently, they rose..., from the ground.
Tall... passive... emitting, no sound.
Dull greyish white, smooth....
to the touch.
The darkness ......,simply shimmering!
Resonating, mystical, power.....
Scents......, filled the air,
of alluring sweetness, and ......mind numbing stealth.
That filled your being, tickled....
Your soul..... Played, in your head.
All the while,
In expectation......
pulsing.....
To a, staccato beat,
The colourful crowd ... Silently swayed.....
As, the red, of the dawn, crept.... Onto, the summer's sky.
The ground, tentatively trembling ..... Rocking.
The drumming , becoming a resonating..... throb.
Echoing, from the circle of......
Hanging stones..... which,
Formed ....
a
Henge.
Giajl © Jim Love
