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Post by bran_sinnach on Nov 11, 2006 20:58:07 GMT -5
Druids Way He who knows the ways of beasts and birds, Who can distinguish them by song and cry, Who knows the quicksilver life in streams, And the course of the stars in the sky; He may never have laid hands to book, yet he Shares all the wisdom of Infinity… He who knows the ways of the Goddesses and Gods, And treads the paths they have set, Having been given their ancient wisdoms and philosophies; He who wears a robe of black or white, Who dedicates himself to day and night, He shall grow tall and straight and clean and good. He who daily breathes the essences of wood And finds companionship in ancient stones, Who finds comfort in the touch of vine and leaf; He who climbs a hill for joy, and shouts a song, Who loves the feel of wind, and ancient groves of oak, Shall never be alone.
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Post by ihrian on Nov 29, 2006 20:43:39 GMT -5
i like this...*shakes finger at bran*...HE?? lol
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Post by wren on Nov 29, 2006 20:48:47 GMT -5
You get him, Ihrian!
Another excellent one, bran. When's the book coming out?
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Post by bran_sinnach on Dec 1, 2006 1:03:50 GMT -5
*raises hands*In my defense, the 'he' portion is due to the fact that part of yjod poem comes from an Old Welsh verse, which uses he, though the rest is my own work. So dont blame me, blame Wales. Lol, an no book for awhile, still have to get them all written of course.
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