Sunday, April 28, 2013

A Human Stonehenge

The soft waves of matted grass
With stems now re-greening in the April sun
Invited us to come close, be near
To stretch out our human flesh if we cared.
 
A circle was formed, hand to hand facing in
Then we sat, removed our shoes and socks
And reclined
Forming a toe to toe, hand by hand
Linked circle
We were paper dolls smiling in reflection
A human Stonehenge
Living batteries
Charged by the connection between
Earth and sun.
 
The rays warmed our bodies
And blessed our bellies
Down deep in our gut-brains
Where the sun shines brightest
Connecting us
And correcting us.
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