A Midsummer Night's Dream

Here come the born-again.

Standing stones are waiting for them,
Solemn circle of vaulted vigilance,
Dragged and raised in the lithic times,
Dedicated to calibrated celebration.

Here come the free-again.

Hearts are warmed by the druidic light,
As they were in the sleeping dragon-past,
Our long night banished by the longest day,
Pray we find solace in the summer solstice.

Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-02-23 at 12:27

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Merlin will be watching! Nicely written Chris!