StoneHenge 3

In the heart of a land so old,

Where whispers of time softly unfold,

Stands Stonehenge, grand and bright,

Held by magic, bathed in light.

Mighty stones with secrets to share,

Dance in shadows, breathe the air,

Each one tells a tale from years gone by,

Of love and sorrow, under the sky.

I wandered close, felt the gentle grace,

Echoes of ancients fill the space,

Stars above twinkled, casting their glow,

In this sacred spot, my heart starts to flow.

Among the stones, my spirit sings,

As history's touch a warm embrace brings,

In Stonehenge's presence, I feel so free,

A timeless bond, just the stones and me.