The Faceless One Poem by Keith Gwilliams

(Written after a visit to Avebury Stone Circle)

Standing amongst the stones I had arrived.

After many miles of travelling, little sleep,
Hours of listening, minutes of meditating and a short walk,
I was standing by a stone.

I knew that I should expect something
And yet, not knowing what to expect
Under that dark unimpeding sky,
I was standing by the stone

From beside that stone I saw the faceless one.
Featureless and genderless - standing
An image of myself reflected in the mirror of the night
Beckoning, inviting, longing.
And without utterance, saying
You have found yourself, now come to know yourself.

So not in fear or sorrow but in relief and release
My tears cleansed my face of the past and prepared me for the future
And with head upon the shoulder of my stone
I cried.