Heart of Our Dark One

For Aaron (Happy Solstice)

We dance in the woods
To the rhythm of the heart of Our Dark One
Our Bringer of Dreams
Our Raven Queen

Howling our prayers
Into dark skies
We witness Their birth
And their demise

The other way around
The other way around

We raise our heads high
Honour Her new light
Eyes shimmering with
Shards of Her delight

Offerings to ground
Offerings to ground

Laughter tears through
This veil between
Our voices blend
As they weave

Old to Newly Found
Old to Newly Found

We dance in the woods
To the rhythm of the heart of Our Dark One
Our Bringer of Dreams
Our Raven Queen

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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 View all posts by Stoneacorn (Xander)

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