Friday, January 11, 2013


               DRUID'S NIGHT

Oh Grandfather Oak
Please teach me to dance
to the far away music
of a player's proud stance.
The murmurs of Druids
who worshipped your life
stored generations of power
that waits for this night.
I call you: come down!
my needs are more than I've known
place my feet on the path
with the way clearly shown.
     -- Shayla Kwiatkowski, 1987

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