CAN U SAVE ME AVEBURY

CAN U SAVE ME
AVEBURY

I can see them
An endless procession,
Moving from West Kennet,
Down through fields,
To Silbury Hill.
They are moving misty forms,
Of ancient norms
Swooping down
to take their place
between the grey
obelisk circle of stones.
I can see them still,
From Silbury Hill,
Ghosts walking serpentine
High to Windmill hill