I heard the spring wind whisper
Above the brushwood fire,
"The world is made forever
of transport and desire.
"I am the breath of being,
the primal urge of things;
I am the whirl of star dust,
I am the lift of wings.
-From the book "Earth Voices" by Bliss Carmen
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Pagan Poetry
PoetryPoems about Paganism, nature, spirituality, mythology and subjects regarding matters similar to these. Not all of these poems will be mine, but if I use a poem of someone elses I will make sure to credit them and make sure I have permisssion to use...
