by Sara Daw

Created on: July 06, 2009

I am as old as time itself,

I am a sprite,a winsome elf,

I watch all who come to dance,

I laugh in tune; I do enhance,

I wait for man to remember me,

The time is near; when all will see,

When all bow down in selfless worth,

When all respect my beauteous earth,

Until that time I sit, I wait,

It will come soon, for such is fate,

And so I stand in circle tall,

Seasons come, seasons fall,

There is a call, to this I own,

I am the Spirit in the Stone.

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