drawing symbols of my power on my skin: ~a billionaire~

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

~a billionaire~

i may have to adjust the meme slightly...

if i were a billionaire~

i would go and spend time with miss*r :)

she would show me all the special places she visits and we would have a lovely time at her gypsy home

1 comment:

Miss Robyn said...: well, thankyou xoxo

I may not be a billionaire, but I am sure planning on meeting you when I come over!
and if you ever become a billionaire and do get to visit down here, in this great southern land..... we will go to the Olgas and sit. Under the stars, stars like you have never seen in a sky that is just like it was many, many years ago.
and even though my caravan is not a real one... in my mind it looks exactly like your photo! I think I need a crystal ball to put in it..; 29 April 2008 at 23:41