Woman-strewn circle stone
Standing alone as ages pass
proud against a bleak horizon
steadfast before the deluge
stone island within a moat of tears.
Four-fold face
directional but unturning
casting a shadow
the only moving part.
Placid tranquil accepting
open wanting and fluid
the circle can be entered
from any direction.
Standing erect
looming over the cleansing circle
the shadow reaches out
but never makes contact.
