Gaia’s Songs

The gentle flow beneath the hum,

The rhythm of the beating drum,

The rippling of a mountain stream,

The beauty held within a dream,

The Spirits speak so many ways,

The warmth within Sol’s gentle rays.

All these and more are part of Gaia;

She warms our hearts, our hearth and fire.

Unknown's avatar

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
This entry was posted in Gaia, Spirit. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a comment