Kings and Queens

Sun dappled shadows Reflecting spirit’s form Moss covered standing stones From afternoon still warm The kings and queens of yesterday Yet hold the evensong Prayers for peace prosperity A right for every wrong With every war that has been fought Upon these sacred grounds Run fast the blood of future lives And yet the drum deep sounds Calling soul to hold a place Upon the earth still fair Stay the sword for truce by might Lends your grace to bear A heart that bleeds for all life held Within the hands of fate Behold the truth where patterns meld And time she runs too late The past and future meet as one Where power thickens still And stately folk are seen at night Still gathered on high hill.