Dedicated to this very special place in my heart… Cheddar Gorge:
These ancient stones
And silent thrones
The grand spirits of this wisest gorge
It’s time to shift to mould to forge
The dreams and sounds from all around
From the heavens to the mossiest grounds
The holy spirits in the air
Some so sweet and some so fair
Caught on a sun beam I feel them stare
A piercing crystal from within
They’re weaving out and weaving in
Sprouting spirals with a grin
A symphony within these walls
Of stone they chorus and rise and fall
Listen you can hear their call
An orb so bright it gathers all .
I’m happy to dive and rise and fall
In these ancient lands
With healing hands
And silver strands.
Copyright Kachina Aimee Woolger. 2018 All rights held.