Druids
Celtic Groves, the sacred islands
we became one with the forest
the Deer Men, wearing antlers
robed in magic, mysticism
the ancient sages, lore keepers
we conjured wisdom from the earth
taught the stones to speak
chanting under the Henge
mossy secrets, nature
the moon taught us to sing
we ran with the centaur, dryads
sweet wine, warm in the mind
seeking the knowledge of ages
the spirit of the wilderness, ceremony
the elements, our domain
to dance in the spring rain
the forgotten people, my blood
we walked together alone
funeral pyres, songs of release
return to the earth, brother
be at peace
we became one with the forest
the Deer Men, wearing antlers
robed in magic, mysticism
the ancient sages, lore keepers
we conjured wisdom from the earth
taught the stones to speak
chanting under the Henge
mossy secrets, nature
the moon taught us to sing
we ran with the centaur, dryads
sweet wine, warm in the mind
seeking the knowledge of ages
the spirit of the wilderness, ceremony
the elements, our domain
to dance in the spring rain
the forgotten people, my blood
we walked together alone
funeral pyres, songs of release
return to the earth, brother
be at peace
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