Access the underworld And let’s share a parting smile At a sacred spring where the white thorn dances and does bring it’s uplifting power to one and all an open heart and an open mind Psychic protection is offered up on the journey where all will find a sea of blossom a scented shroud of pure delight so endowed reproduction and transformation a strengthening tonic from it’s location a portal to the fairy realm the goddess tree May overwhelm a Wand made up of hawthorn wood will have great power always for good OLWEN the welsh Goddess she It’s her bridal gown for all to see Negative thoughts and mental confusion learned or surely it’s no illusion
The lanes explode With downy white on chalky soil we feel the might of thorns now hiding amongst the flowers with bees confiding in luscious showers listening under the hawthorn tree the boughs hang fast small birds are there and faeries to for the aware e
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.