the echoes of tales
resound
across a panorama of boulders
archaic, primitive textures on the rock
tells a history hidden from history
a forgotten aeon buried in modernity
and carved into the stone
sent into the stone...
the heritage of unremembered past
runes of neolithic
power and energy
the power of the ancient gods
heathenic energies
the echoes of magic
buried by the material
still small slivers remain in our minds
of an ancestrial lineage
untouched
in our embrace of concrete and steel
repressed in our psyche...
the internal might of pagan divinity.