So welcome the completion – of our first Sun wheel together – our pathway brings us here!
A return to the season of the earth’s awaking – with a bang for all to hear!
There’s a Buzzard standing in a quiet corner – as I gather up my words!
A note for the Diary as I follow my journey – with the music of the birds!
Morning sings the scales of a vibrant chorus – in the brightness of the winter Sun!
Flooding the sound waves with their textures – while the drainage ditches run!
Awash is the gift of the plumage colours – that weave the hedgerows and the Trees!
An explosion of energy to heighten the senses – as company catches up with me!
In single file the pheasants run the shadows – behind the hawthorn lines!
The Wood Pigeons arc and fall their movement – in the scenery that shines!
Upward of the rise – the work detail shapes its form – and heads on for the gate!
Out of sight and out of mind – where understanding can create!
Finding our feet there are measurements taken – reaching from here to there!
Where interval falls in the crossing of wires – with a little left to spare!
Moving on with the fate of the Master builder – with the gathering of tools!
Slowly becomes the doorway – of nature’s convenience – observing the usual rules!
Beyond the stone as laid for Imbolc – the path and bank and ditch are cleared!
With the overspill – where the waters will – with the Snow drops now appeared!
Old fences left over from their re-aligning – where the Moon Garden finds its end!
Retire to the shelter at the back of the shed – for their upgrade and their mend!
With accomplishment completed by the Gate Keeper – we break a self-catered fast!
Left ready for a connection to arrive in due course – for an entrance now surpassed!
The planning department banter their theories – to plan out the work of the day!
When a Buzzard draws gliding from the north-east – to take the breath away!
Up first on the agenda the Hornbeam calls – for a transfer to become the shade!
Out of the Orchard to shelter the view – from what’s become man-made!
The Cherry Tree stretches to take up the slack – as the Hornbeam takes its leave!
A hedgerow re-deployed – for the planting of Apple Trees – new, young and naïve!
The Beltane stone now sees its own upgrade – retiring to the outer ring!
Bigger and bolder it now stands to attention – where the gatherers come to sing!
Matching his height to the reach of the others – commanding in its place!
Offered the time to take up a settlement – in the realms of time and space!
Last but not least – it’s time for the ending stones – that welcome the end of the Holly bed!
Where the runaway meets the end of the Moon Garden – and on to the ditch instead!
Defining a room where the Bard does his thinking – with the winter season’s end!
Finding their place in the flow of the circle – to greet like a long lost friend!
With the moment of truth comes the path of our leaving – as we go our separate ways!
Like the three Buzzards – that came to view from the west – we wind on down our days!
The solitary hunting Buzzard – that came briefly to pass – has now settled with the Sun!
With one last fanfare from the random collective – the birds escort my sense of fun!