Cheesewring, Bodmin Moor, Cronwall UK 2010

I am here

By the North
By the South
By the West
By the East
By the North-East
By the Centre
Let us pause
And take a breath here

As above
So below
To and from us
All things flow
As above
So below
To and from us
All things flow

I am here
I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now

I am Is
Was and Shall Be
I and the Land
The Sky and Sea
I am the breath
The blood and bone
I am the spark
That sings me home
I am the Fetch
I am the Core
I am Divine
And so much more
I am the tree
Trunk roots and branches
And I stand here
Fully grounded

I am here
I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now

I am the fire
Of the Devil
I am the ice
Of the Angel
I am the stars
That number seven
I am the sword
That strikes from Heaven
I am the Darkness
I am the Light
I am the Eyes
That watch at night
I am the face
Within the leaves
I am the Voice
Upon the breeze

I am here
I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now
I am here
And I am now

By the North
By the South
By the West
By the East
By the North East
By the Centre
Let us pause
And take a breath here

As above
So below
To and from us
All things flow
As above
So below
To and from us
All things flow

To and from us
All things flow.

 

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© AM (Xander) Hunter August 2019

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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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