A mist of souls weaves among the stones
A dance between grasses of green and gold
Breezes chant in ancient secret runes,
Speaking in tongues of priestesses and druids–
Continue reading at Hearing The Mermaids Sing
A mist of souls weaves among the stones
A dance between grasses of green and gold
Breezes chant in ancient secret runes,
Speaking in tongues of priestesses and druids–
Continue reading at Hearing The Mermaids Sing
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We have lots of standing stones here on the Isle of Lewis
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I know. We were lucky enough to visit last year… and were supposed to be driving up there when the virus hit and put a stop to travel. We are very much looking forward to being able to visit again when things settle.
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