Tolven Stone from The Quickening by Spiral Dance

There's a silver light over Brackenford Wood
along the way to where the grey cairn stood
on a summer's eve I was draws
to one who waited by the ancient stone
I'll wear my cloak of velvet green
with sprigs of yarrow in between
with silver ribbons in my hair
I'll go to the one who's waiting there
and the dewy grass shall be my bed
by the ring of stone I'll lay my head

Chorus
Stay close she said my amber child
I know you yearn for the spirit wild
don't walk the moor when your alone
and don't stray to the Tolven Stone

This great stone of antiquity
grants the gift of lust and fertility
on Midsummer's eve the young girls go
with skin to the air the stone pass through
so Amber child stay home 'till dawn
and don't stray to the Tolven Stone

In the silver light the one I met
free of spirit with no regret
and the dewy grass was our bed
by the ring of stone he laid my head
did the sweet night air grant you lust?
Did you lie in love and did you lie in trust?
Did you share his breath, as the stars grew dim?
Did you feel the life quicken within?
And in the misted morn she lay alone
and shivered by the Tolven Stone

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