An exploration of seership in poetry, songs, chants and reflections
Beyond this dusky gloom
Dedicated with love to a Beloved
When his light shines down to greet you And his darkness holds you tight May your demon rise up And your twin hearts ignite As your flaming souls are merging May your thorny rose bud and bloom And your magic live forever Beyond this dusky gloom
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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Green and Grey 