Putting down roots
They came to the Hill
Carved into stone,
Hunting with the group –
Or praying alone.
Whose Gods were they?
Sacrificing prey,
Feasting divine.
Sharing their sign.
Reaping those fruits,
Putting down roots.
Planting einkorn.
Our Age was born.
(Text: L. Dietrich, Illustration: J. Notroff)
Happy Xmas and a Tepe-ific New Year!
Bob Kerr (Maidstone, Kent)
Lovely poem. Merry Xmas
Anne Marie d’Aillieres (Paris, France)
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Thanks for all your work during the last year.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Lovely poem, I am very much looking forward to all the latest updates from Gobekli Tepe in 2018.
Merry Winner Solstice
Thank you for all that you guys do.
Reblogged this on Lost At Sea.
Beautiful. I read it with Iron Maiden Run to the hill melody in mind and it was perfect.