| Filled with longing... an ache as deep as a primeval well I kneel in the silence of my inner surroundings Surrendering to the call of the Stones The invisible palpable emanations Flowing from them to me Some days i can feel the pull so intensely Other days i have to pretend i do not hear The desire just grows stronger and i know will not be much longer Before i will truly be there Standing amongst the Stones Wind in my hair..wings finally unfurled Surrounded by all that is Home `SJW 2002 |
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| Trip #2 March 2002 |
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