Stonehenge

From immemorial time
 on England’s plains
 the Stonehenge stands –
 pendulous rocks over life precipice.
 
Produced by a culture
 that had no written records.
 Sun clock, devoted to circling sun -
 religious site of healing?
 
The sacred burial place
 of prehistoric ring of standing stones.
 Suspended stones as heavenly dome -
 devoted to afterlife’s achieving.
 
© A. R. Wielgus 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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