a song of amergin February 12, 2007
Posted by sinisterdexterity in Metaphors, Poetry.trackback
i am the womb
of every holt
i am the blaze
on every hill
i am the queen
of every hive
i am a shield
for every head
i am the tomb
of every hope
who arises who has not seen me?
who descends who does not fear me?
in the circle of the stars
in the boundaries of the sea
my name is written in lines of air
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Great Version of this poem,
I thought that you might like my machinima film of
The Song Of Amergin, A Samhain Story,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aZsoPRqWqw
Blessed Be By Stone and Star,
Celestial Elf ~