St.Michael’s Mount
Ancient Memories of Might
Meet me at St.Michaels Mount
And I will share my woes
Tales of Magic and Mystery
Joyful to Recount
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On windswept shores where peace
Abound;
Tenants of abundance evermore,
we tethered to the ground,
With hide nor hare a sound
~
Whispered truths, seekers of keys
Were here and always will be
For those with ears to hear and eyes to see,
saith wiser souls than thee
Return to us those lost sacred paths
Where Love is the basis of all
Cut Down these ancient vines,
Edens face upon her brow
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With Adams arms around her,
Twin flames of quantum fields
The Earth & Sky encapsulate
The sword that we did wield
Sit on the Mount with me
Where Giants once walked
and spoke, and taught
Though they were told it was for naught
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The ways of watchers long behold
As mysteries of the dawn
To which their ever waking hearts
Will sing the song of songs
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The twisted villain cast its spell
as fear replaced the love
The keepers slain,
The tenents ruled
Below the burning time
Come sing of old, count the ways
here beyond eternities of blessed bright days,
the likes of which have been belied
As treasures of the mind
Sarah St. Erth
St Michaels mount is a twelve-minute walk from the home territories of my ancestors, I hope you enjoyed this tribute 🙏
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