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Soul Pearls, the Tears of the Soul

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Old Ways, written in Brown Acorn Ink.

Sometimes the Old Ways still play my Song.

The Woods I have walked have been Dark and Long

With only The Oak to keep my old old Soul Strong.

 Still it is these Ancient Woods that I have and do Belong

Walking under the Moon so often alone, along the Ley

 Spreading the Acorns for the Druids that will come another Day

 Now that I have found you again Life is easy and my Moon forever Full

 Till at last to Sweet SummerLand we give in,  our home and  its eternal Pull

 Dedicated to Janice Scott-Reeder my Sun and Moon and Love.

The Druid King.

Copyright 03-03-2012 George King

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