Circle of Stones There’s thunder in the glowering skyway down in the hushed valley tonight.The sun is dropping to the horizon,the clouds refract its amber light. Something strange is stirring in the air,I hear their voices carry on the breeze.I rise up from the evening mistand climb the hill toward the trees. There in aContinue reading “Circle of Stones”
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Colleen Keller Breuning 