A common response is for the heart to leap or the solar plexus tighten. This strangely shaped hill topped by St.Michael’s tower rises from the Somerset Levels and can be seen from far distances, often glimpsed to the far left from the M5 motorway when one is heading south. ‘There is such magic in the first glimpse of that strange hill…the grey Tor rises to heaven and the green hill (Chalice Hill) dreams beside it.’ So wrote Dion Fortune in ‘Avalon of the Heart (1934). Photo credit: Kevin Redpath ‘Mountain of God! Great forefinger of Light! Pointing the path to wanderers on earth.’ So began Alice Buckton’s poem ‘The Silent Tor’ written about Glastonbury Tor.
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