There's no one here at Stonehenge today.
It's not an equinox or a solstice.
But as I lay here, my back against the green grass,
I close my eyes.
I hear the sheep munching.
I open my eyes.
I see the white clouds go bye
Against the sky blue and yellow sun,
And I realize the specialness of this moment,
And the delicate new alignment.
And no one has to teach me
The things that I know that I know that I know,
And life is good.
-jenn long
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