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.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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