There is a time beyond time
Through which we go now
Through flaming rings
Into this centre of Now
Where is need of healing
Cosmic fire coiled
Called serpent by some
Kundalina shudder
Us with the nessicery
Exstacy
To travel all this from within
Where we can see
The lines and lives in the landscape
Speaking words, voices that sing out
From invisible fountains
Of nodes
That are upon the land
In circles of stones
Silent, that hold the knowing
These are mounds on ground
Full with old grown bone
Which is where we have
Made birth to our Temple-home
Through time, also through
Rings of ice we have come
Through crimson and azure
Circles that engulf poets
And all matter
This is the healing we need
And into this starry filled cauldron
We are all being sucked
Now Rhiannon reminds us
Do we remember the rain?
When will it come again?
It used to fall so much
Now we're blue all year
The days are so bright
Jewel stars cling fast in the night
Is this not portentious?
I remember rain
How it fell and cleansed
But now there is a hole
In the sky
With no sun or sea hue
I'm asking where and why
Where the rain goes
Oh rain, where have you gone?
And She stirs and murmers
Has done for aeons
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