Great sarsens stand silent, like warriors.
Awaiting battle, awaiting orders.
On the passing of the shortest night,
they become sanctified with the coming of the new light.
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when I was kid yes they whisper rough stones does more than smooth ones so as people. nice poem nice poem
solstice could be birth of god which is sun to many start longer day. very nice poem it shows pictures in my mind...thanks
as the sun rises and warms crystals within each stone, they excite and vibrate to produce a humbled tone The sound - which cannot be heard - opens a portal to the mind releasing energy and wisdom of the purest kind. Hug a stone and listen to the whisperings...... actually the title of this poem attracted me very much.... thank you for this whispers... very nice poem. tony
Thanks Tony. Always nice to get feedback.