Photo - cross at Tintagel, Cornwall, 2010. Photo (c) AM Hunter 2010

Held Within

I hold a cross inside my heart
And it is the crossroads of my Art
Around its centre is a ring
And it’s the one I dance within

I hold a cross inside my heart
And it is the crossroads of my Art
Around its centre is a ring
it’s the one in which I dance within

Deep within it lies a Flame
And at its centre your Divine Name

I hold a cross inside my heart
And it is the crossroads of my Art
Around its centre is a ring
And it’s the one I dance within

I hold a cross inside my heart
And it is the crossroads of my Art
Around its centre is a ring
it’s the one in which I dance within

All that I was and ever shall be again
Lies here at the Centre
Held within your Flame

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© Copyright AM (Xander) Hunter, May 2022

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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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