When I was about twenty I went by myself up into the towerthe holy place and never questioned it, but felt I could never be of it.
You could feel it in the air this power
like being shown another planet and not sure I’d ever come back from this world of gods who were men.
In these lonely steps I took there was no one to help me.
You are not allowed here.
The look of the stone the sound of the stone it’s all
go away.
Jean Valentine