Something new or something old? Well...for the first post, I decided to go with one of my poems from my new CD,
Initiation. This poem was written one hazy summer afternoon when a friend and I were returning from the Land and happened upon a community
Pow Wow. To watch the dancers spin and swirl beneath the blue sky, and hear and feel the drums vibrate the very earth we stood on is always beautiful to witness. On this particular day however, our Grove had just dedicated a new member to the path of Druidry and so I was personally struck with the importance and power of community and how traditions are the roots that anchor it.
"
Into the Sacred Circle"
With voices we sing
the songs of our ancestors
so that their spirits are carried
by the sound of unity
into the sacred circle
Dancers drum the earth
with booted feet and floating feathers
while visions circle in the hazy sky
and generations move as one
Pulsing with the power of eternity,
Life is renewed by the beat
of a community drum
and the graceful movement
of traditions dance
The songs will not be forgotten
