The song of nymphs fill the air a song of the autumn breeze thier laughter is a pleasure the wonderfull creatures of the trees the land is my mother and the sky is my father always the creatures around me brothers and my friends we are all here together celebrate my friend for this is the life of the pagan a life filled with wonder so be well and blessed be for I know we will meet again
Untitled by Jenny Davis
moving swiftly through the singing trees enticing my senses with the sounds of nature light in my eyes the moon holds my heart stopping i hold my breath listing i hear the call of the crow calling to me following my spirit she glides out of the black sky to land before me as if transforming before my eyes the crone stands before me where once i saw the crow i long to ask her so many things and then as if she had never been the crow flies away
