26 September, 2008

A Visit to Stonehenge

Above the ancient stones
I heard the skylarks sing
Joy ascending
My soul rising
from the dusty, endless road
to this shimmering timeless moment.
Wings outstretched - riding air
Bringing heaven earthward,
tuning into bluestones
encircling sarsens
like a halo of rainbows.
My heart beats life's rhythm
keeping time at bay.

Above these ancient stones
the skylarks sing.

Lucia Birch
(Stevenage Survivors)


  1. Beautiful words to describe a magical place. A brilliant combination :-)

    Thanks for sharing your poem with us - keep up the great work!

    Love & Light, Ashley


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