Haven't been guided by the written muse for a while, so here here!
Glastonbury
City of muses
Reaching deep deep
Into my Self
I see, I see
I face the witness
I witness the unturning
The unfolding
The greatness being born
The power that is
The power that calls
And what is being asked
Within the realms
Of what may be
Within the depths
Of what lies beyond
From darkness
Worn and tattered
Towards illumination
Into the great welcoming
The awesome
Dawn
We
I
You
All
Are welcomed
Are called
Are trusted
You know, I finally got to visit Glastonbury three years ago and fell completely in love with it. One of the most magical places on earth. I think I had a past life there... Thank you for this beautiful poem...
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