To know the Ley, written in chipped stone the Cole-Men way.

I would love to lay beside an ancient Ley.

Sun up to Sun up for the whole of a day.

First at its Northern terminating Stones.
Hugging close to Mother Earth's, hard exposed Bones.

Next at its magick center, the sighting pool.

Drinking Dragon’s blood, tapped by man's so simple tool.

At last to rest by the Southerner terminating Stones.

Pondering the true meaning, of all  Nature's quite Moans.

Each day dreaming of the Cole-Men that cut this Ley.

Each night dreaming of the lost secrets, the Druid's hid along its Way.

And once returned, I would not be the man, I was of Yesterday.

For in two World's I would now live, bloods brother to the Fae.

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King March 24, 2013