I’ll rig the stonesin a crown to cap this Cumbrian hillside:ley-lined, aligned by fate, and time, and seasonand in the centre, stilled, serene, I’ll stay. The sky above me spins,and clouds roll by in billows, Isee down the wormholeto the dawn of time It is the equal to the end of timethere is no difference: time’s […]

Castlerigg #poetry #earthweal