In the

shadow

                   of the

                                      runestone

                                                            from the depth

of graves

                   figures

                                      mesh and

strain

                   in the turning light

                   Solstice

twining

                    fig

                              ures splen

                                                  didly black

move in the triple

Spiral

                   runestone

shadow

                   stone                of

ruin (s)                                 round of re

                                            sig

nation

                   these black hood

                                                          ed

Figures

                   carve themselves into

Stone

                   ladies of wood

                                                ed

aus

                   terity

                                                men

of the triple

                                                Sign

Seeking

                   Rune-

                                      Caster

                   stone

                                       in the sacred

Circle, spiral of

                                      Magick

round-n-round

                           the runestone like Williams’

poem about Brueghal’s

Kermis

                   searching Ego

Realm

                   for inner

                                      Being

tuning aspects

                                      dark            

Ebullience in the arc

of rune

                   stone          circling

Ash

                   with the greenest of flowers

                   dancing in the scent of leaves

Myster

                   ious de

                                      volvement

to a land of dark

elves and mineral fungus black fig

ures

          chant in hooded sus

tenance

                   bruising their hands

                   on the rough

bark

                   chanting the circle in collonades

of flame

                   bringing prayer

                                                to movement

Now all! join hands!

in shad

                   ow     of       rune

                   stone—let the

                   dark elves

lead us through

the wood

of mineral and fungus

closing us within the sacred

Circle

unresistive

black figures

numinous toward dawn and cratering

Earth.