Near Boscastle UK, 2010

Wildwood Guardians

Far seeing Horned Owl
Judge from up on high
We drink from your crescent cup
And on your wings we fly

Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian

Shape-shifting Cunning Fox
Laughing from the night
Help us shift ‘tween the worlds
We follow quick and bright

Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian

Bountiful Forest Lord
Majestic wise Stag King
Deep wisdoms they flow forth
From your antlered spring

Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian

Love protect and heal us
Cub and Mother Bear
Deep dwelling earthen ones
Show us that you care

Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardian
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardians
Hail and welcome Wildwood Guardians

[For devoking, hail and thank you Wildwood Guardian]

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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