In Gowan Ring
A Bee at the Dolmen’s Dell (Revisited)
[Verse 1]
Where will you go? What will you do?
When the moon would meet a rising sun?
I'll echo the stones in motion and rhythm
To breathe a moon sheathed tone
[Verse 2]
With eyes in the heavens
A chain of flame, image in starry bowl
Hands in the sky, thoughts as clouds
Vast in moving arms
[Refrain]
The fish and the fisher
The boat and the water
The Sun that circles the Star
The throstle, the worm
The eagle, the lion
The dove, calf, and lamb
[Verse 3]
The weave in the water, a glint on the spade
Bending the gnarled strand
Dewed and tallow, spindled, unspun
On cipher's string strung
[Refrain]
The heft of the handle
The blade in the slit
The earth and the bloody wound
The sheen of the slab
The supple steam
Gleaming moon stone smooth
[Verse 4]
A broken heart laughing
Fold into figure
Woven on sylvan shells
The saints and the sentries
With tassel and withy
A bee at the dolmen's dell