Lichen laden, granite cross,
Reminder of a celtic culture's loss,
An icon to placate a harsh deity,
A religious symbol, an outward plea.
Laden cross, granite lichen,
Not a mere whim, but a deliberate decision,
Ley-line power, here to focus,
Awaiting another mid-summer solstice.
Granite cross, lichen laden,
Sculptured for a dark-haired maiden,
Elaborate and ultimate statement of love,
A prayer for a union to be blessed from above.
Cross, lichen laden, granite
Manufactured on a far off planet,
Crafted and left to become immortal,
Marker of a time traveller's portal.
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