Stonehenge

Too soon the path strays
Aside into dark whispering shadows
In the field where all around
The stones of time stand tall,
Casting age into the granite cold surface
Numb, my cheek against the night
I hear my heart beat echoing through the ages
As they gaze down upon me
The stones of time
Lay upon countless lifetimes
Too many then to lose faith
And fly far back into the recesses of time
Would that my soul find peace in those days
Past when these lost words find the parting
Sigh of the wind
As when the ancient stones
With cold nonchalance
Stand their ground

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