drops of rain running
over lichen-green sarsens
~ distant misty hills
humid summer night
sun melts into horizon
between old grey stones
unseen influences
dream the world into being
~ mandala of stars
stones reverberate
~ the ancient song of the wind
whistling up spirits
Yvonne Aburrow
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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