Midsummer Ways

It is Midsummer, so here is a rondel written especially for the occasion, and set - where else? - at stonehenge, that ancient site, where every midsummer the druids gather to greet the dawn, and rising of the run.

Midsummer Ways
 
Now the druids chant along this day
The sun is rising through the stones
Walk paths laid out by ancient bones
We take the old track, sacred way
 
May healing warmth of the solar ray
Come down to us, in mystic zones
Now the druids chant along this day
The sun is rising through the stones
 
So to Stonehenge, we come to pray
Among those ancient circle stones
A healing place, for weary bones
As here the gods may come to stay
Now the druids chant along this day