Sunday, October 28, 2012

Hallowed Mount


Hallowed Mount




Sunrises quickly,
Over ancient hallowed soil,
Where great and noble men,
Have withered, no more toil.
Fast the ages,
Will race on by,
This mount has cowered,
Beneath a storm filled sky.
And dead men's bones,
Were laid here to rest,
A witness to history,
That they fought to bless.
Cold and holy,
Now their final places,
But on days of solstice,
Sun and Moon touch their faces.






Duddo Stone Circle.