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Post by bran_sinnach on Dec 2, 2006 20:57:11 GMT -5
Celtic Blood Drift back to an era now gone, Kindred spirits fought to overcome, Druids held sway with noble kings, And the thrill of the hunt prevailed. People were one with the land, And harmony reignet in the cycle of life.
I too am of the earth, Celtic fire burns in my veins, I too am a warrior born. I fight the pain and misery, My spirit forever flys free.
Almost any path is secret, Until you've travelled it yourself, Universal flowers abound. Try to choose the right path, A stairway to a higher plain, Live for this world and the next.
The standing stones, The stone circles, A life so complex, Yet so simple, Once upon an era.
I enter the fray ungrieving, In my heart of hearts believing, That the path of many futures, I will walk the path of a warrior, Treading the endless knot, My belief will see me through.
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arddhu
Seeker
Celtic Wiccan Priest (Circles of Steel)
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Post by arddhu on Feb 3, 2007 21:23:20 GMT -5
Hear Hear! A kindred spirit who does not flinch away from the warrior spirit which is a song in the blood to those of the Celtic path...
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Post by Der Trommler on Feb 13, 2007 23:16:05 GMT -5
Very cool... I like the meter of it.
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