Tree Spirits by Deborah Holman

Oh Come my Spirits of the Tree, And be a vision unto me. Show yourselves I want to know, Are you friend, or are you foe. I caught a glimpse, I’m sure I did, When I was young, oh just a kid, Of your kind dancing in the Wood, Are you bad or are you good. If I should chance upon your face, Will it shine and be full of grace, If not will it be wizened and old, With sombre lips and eyes blue cold. I’ve seen your image within the bark, The growth of time has left its mark, The branches are your arms held high, Gently swaying beneath the sky. My search is far, my travels wide, Each time I’m near you quickly hide, Will you show yourselves to me, Or elusive ever be. I know, I know now where you are, Although I’ve searched both near and far, Within my heart you will appear, And forever I will hold you dear.

Artist Details Artist: Deborah Holman Bio: Artist following the Druid Path. Location: I was born in Weston-Super-Mare, Somerset but have lived most of my life in South East London. Website:Spirals Email contact

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