Thursday photo prompt: Timeless #writephoto
Dancing Stones
A giant fist thrust through the earth,
warning beware stone giants sleep below.
You move our limbs from place to place
Arranging circles, corridors, lone monoliths,
Then call them sacred.
They belong to Mother Earth
As your bones will
when you bury your dead beneath our stones.
Should you dare to visit
when the Dragon’s breath covers the land.
You may see the ancient ones dancing,
leave to remain…
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