Menhir

Climbing on the mountainside, a most peculiar stone did catch my eye

Covered in weathered images and lines

Transmitting an overwhelming sense of joy and love and life

Every aspect of nature and the spirit in striking hieroglyphs marvelously depicted

I was paralyzed by wondrous amazement and stand before you now remade a new creation

There must have been enduring magic in that old menhir I found

There's no other explanation as miracles abound

I once dwelt in darkness, I never could see the light

But now I have luck and virtue and every little thing is alright