Sentinels

 Pure white sands and turquoise blue waters
frame the Sentinels’ view
tall and strong they stand
these robust endeavours of the faithful.
πŸ’¦
A harsh land this where no tree
survives, peat bogs their only terrain.
The Stones have seen lives born
and torn apart by strife
lovers entwined in their shadows
widows mourning in sorrow.
πŸ’¦
The blueprint of the past lies
embedded in their skin
an energetic imprint for future kin.
πŸ’¦
They feel cold to the touch, like ice
but a fiery heart lies within
a gift from the ancestors
our eternal protectors
sheltering us from the wild Atlantic winds.
πŸ’¦
Callanish standing stones

This poem was inspired by the Prehistoric Standing Stones at Callanish on the Isle of Lewis (Scotland), shown above. For me, they symbolise the steadfastness and resilience of those who laboured to erect them. This Midsummer they remind us to stand firm to our beliefs, show resilience and keep on keeping on.

This poem is taken from Soul Murmurs, available online from July 26th 2019.  You can read more about it here.

7 thoughts

    • Glad you liked it Rita. There is a deep spirituality about certain places in Scotland and the UK as a whole. These places of ancient peoples and rituals still resonate with the energy of their time. It’s truly amazing to visit these spaces. Thanks for stopping by, Anita.

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