Boscastle 2010

Beneath Your Feet

I am
Beneath your feet
I am
In your heartbeat
I am
The bugs and bone
I am
The soil and stone

I am
Beneath your feet
I am
In your heartbeat
I am
The tree that grows
I am
The thorny rose

I am
Beneath your feet
I am
In your heartbeat
I am
The crops you reap
I am
The food you eat

I am
Beneath your feet
I am
In your heart beat
I am
The clothes you wear
I am
The flesh you tear

I am
Beneath your feet
I am
In your heartbeat
You are
A part of me
So open your eyes
And you’ll see that

You are
Beneath my feet

Listen to the song

(c) A M Hunter 2014

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Stoneacorn (Xander)

These songs, poems, and reflections offer an insight to who I am and are my autobiography. I am a poet, a song writer, a witch. I dance my Wyrd in my practice; in how I choose to live; in who I share my moments with. My heart is black, white, grey and purple like the stone beneath my feet, the bones of Grandfather Green. My eyes contain her Stars and her deep dark well as I straddle the hedge and listen to the winds. My form is the tree that connects all realms, clothed in holly and oak. I am Stoneacorn

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