rise and root



The Flame Haired Solstice Dreamer

Cold winter brings the Everfrost and jewels every tree
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
A flame~haired dreamer wanders there and shelters from the wind
And spins her dreams around the trees to break the ties that bind
She takes her thread and spins anew and how the Greenwood smiles
As she spins a spell for freedom and for her spirit Wylde

The dreamer finds an ancient oak and shelters in his lee
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
Tis summer now and birdsong weaves its magick through her spells
And humming bees drum drowsily in the foxglove's bells
The dreamer sits beneath the oak with yarn upon her knee
And spins and knits and weaves her dreams and sets her spirit free

"When birds fall from the sky and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people...shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. they will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow"

Hopi Prophecy

a chilly walk

merry meet

just a short post today.After spending a good part of today finishing my draft work...one more small bit to go, i decided i needed a walk to clear my head and recharge. so i set off just after 3pm.

i went to my special stream, had a buzzard fly low in front of me, deer run into the field in front of me and as i went back up the field rabbits were running around.
i then crossed the lane, crossed the now empty wheat field and on up to what we call the badger field.
it was cold and breezy and my hands quickly became numb, i didnt quite realise how cold it was today in the wind.
but the views were amazing and i could clearly see the ramparts of the bronze age settlement at Bell Hill and the two other hilltop settlements that are at the edges of our village and felt so close to the ancestors of this land .

it was a special end to the day.


kathyann said...

Beautiful postings Lee ,I have always grown poppies in my gardens,these men and women will never be forgotten !
I would love to go back to living in the countryside I miss it so much ,I come from a farming background and in my childhood days we wandered through the woods and over the fields without a care in the world, it was so peaceful.! Hope Cody is much better ! Love from Kathyann

Rowan said...

Two beautiful poems for Remembrance Day.
Your late afternoon walk sounds perfect, you are so lucky to have all these places on your doorstep. Fabulous photo too.

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle

Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France