Auguries of Innocense

To see a world in a grain of sand

And heaven in a wild flower

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour.

by William Blake

Folk Medicine

Thou shalt on paper write the spell divine,

ABRACADABRA called in many a line,

Each under each in even order place,

But the last letter in each line efface,

 As by degrees the elements grow few,

Still take away and fix the residue,

Till at last one letter stands alone,

 And the whole dwindles to a tapering cone,

Tie this about the neck with flaxon string,

Mighty the good twill to the patient bring,

 Its mighty potency shall guard his head,

And drive disease and death from his bed.

Severus Sammonicus

Third Century AD

The dance of life

I am the sum of lives gone by
I am the wind that flies so high
I am the breaking wave that sighs
Each glowing ember in the sky
The sand that flows in endless time
Of stones that stand with gazing eyes
Standing memories of their guise
The heart within begins to rise
The drum a steady flow
Until I hear the beating tone
Echoes of the journey home
Reaching up the hands that call
The seed of life within us all
The gift of life begins to grow
As fingers reach to sunlight’s glow
The branching tree its arms embrace
The seasons swift and changing face
Brings gift of wisdoms grace
Leaving winters sleeping fold
I turn to summers warming hold
Entranced in daylights glowing charms
I sleep in summers golden arms
And I that am the firefly
Dance in the night into the sky
Into the light of heavens eye
The endless dance of life.

Moonlit walk

A poem I wrote after a 

meditation in the new forest in the 1990’s.

Moonlit Walk

Forest sounds unmask in moonlit calm

Of ancient times that sing their song

Their voices carried by each breeze

Unmask the nature of the trees

Whisper sweetly, whisper now

Lest we forget our earthly vow

Treading carefully, treading soft

We walk the paths that mans forgot

Until the voices hushed in awe

Unclose the meaning to us all

Divine in spirit, divine in place

Empowering each sacredness

Encircled by the forest deep

Our souls begin to dance and leap

And when the song begins to end

A silent song begins again

In harmonies that rise and fall

Each breath of life within us.