On high

From the sky

I saw standing stones

Through the mist

Stonehenge

They emerged

Ringed and ancient

Pounded into the ground

Testament and purveyor of

Goodness and power

Let me sup there

And rest there

A little while

Before the trial

Blue stone megaliths

Lifted many miles

To make a place

A healing space

A gathering place

To commune

Together

A room under stars

To begin to

Know who we are.