NAture is my mother
\nThe romantic past I do
\nReflect upon respecting
\nAncestors through and through
\nThe experience of earthly forms
\nProtecting the sweet dew
\nThe megalithic moments
\nSo worthy of my view<\/p>\n
A pagan at my bosom
\nThe sun the moon the earth
\nThe druidic path profoundly
\nIs what is my worth
\nCyclicity forms my belief
\nDeath rebirth and on
\nEverything is intertwined
\nEternity doth don<\/p>\n
The ancient stones
\nThe circles
\nInspire me very much
\nPoetically they demonstrate
\nJust how I can touch
\nThose former druid masters
\nWhose beliefs were as mine now
\nA place of integration
\nReally it is how<\/p>\n
I live my life through Nature
\nThe trees the plants the earth
\nThe mountains the seas the animals
\nWhere in I seek re-birth.
\nThe season mark my diary
\nThe celebrations too
\nI love being a druid
\nFor with studies I feel true<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
NAture is my mother The romantic past I do Reflect upon respecting Ancestors through and through The experience of earthly forms Protecting the sweet dew The megalithic moments So worthy of my view A pagan at my bosom The sun … Continue reading