One misty morn on Salisbury Plain
--  A swirling came about
  -- A snake of people circling in
-- From east, north, west and south
Before the dawn they did arise
-- Before the sun they crept
  -- Into ancient henge of stone
-- Across the plain they swept
This place, since ancient times has seen
-- Great many a celebration
  -- The rituals of joy and mirth
-- For earth and her changing seasons
A circle of people, a circle of stones
-- Double helix spiral dance
  --Weave together, twine as one
-- Life force creation pulse!
We give our love to the sacred earth
-- We people wild and free!
  -- Our mother calls us home to her
-- And now we must take heed
It has begun - it has begun!
-- The magic of the land
  -- We move as we are meant to do
-- Rekindling spirit, hand in hand
But violence has scarred this place
-- Where sun and moon are bound
  -- Blood of tribal people spilt
-- And marked this sacred ground
Now ten long years have passed since then
-- One score one hundred moons and two
  -- The wheel of fortune, changing, turns
-- And now we come anew
And somewhere, somehow, midst the web
-- The dark ones lose their power
  -- And our hearts, touching, touch the earth
-- We root, and now, we flower
And so returns the dragon green
-- Returns the dragon red
  -- And by her fiery spirit flame
-- Are earth and people fed
And midst the Stones we danced and sang
-- A magic day was truly seen
  -- Until the golden sun did set
-- over our land, lush and green.

Selena