Friday, 23 June 2017

Glastonbury (a memory)


Been 20 years I guess since I got in for free
Hitch hiked from Wales in search of freedom,
Took some magical substances, still  echoing
Had no tent, but strangers rescued me,
I recovered and climbed  Glastonbury Tor
Inhaled more magic, think I hugged a tree,
Lost my gift for speech, but passed on a smoke
Left my footprints, wandered back to Avalon,
Managed to catch the Levellers, and the Prodigy
Felt kindness that I'd never felt before,
Restored my spirit, before returning to Babylon
Maybe I was dreaming, but felt love in a thousand eyes.

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