~ Earth ~

And a change comes over Earth as the stones begin to find their long-lost sound.
As more of us are still enough, for long enough to listen,
their resonance converges into a distinct and palpable rhythm,
a long low rumble, slow as lichen growing;
the stone ancestors entrust to us their ancient song of magic.
As it coils and shudders like a dragon underground,
we stir to the memory in our bones
and become echo sounders,
bells that thrum to the knell of mysterious rites and traditions;
and the deep and silent secrets that lie buried and forgotten
in the landscape of our flesh.