Eight stone sentinels,
that's what the sea has left us.
How long will they remain?
Their stories, amazing.
Their age, so humbling.
The curtain of time pulled,
a gift of the Earth Mother.
The answers, we must find.
Who were they?
The dwellers, so ancient
but not so different.
Nine millenia ago,
a blink of the eye of God.
Nine thousand years hence,
how will we be seen?
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