I walk in time and spirit, this world is but a shadow
There are other worlds
I see through veils and know my path
The Earth is my footstool and it's trees my cover
The waters clothe me in knowledge
I am relation to the sea
I was, I am, I will be.
There are thousands upon thousands of my like
And all wear the armor of life and light
And none will stand against us nor make us weak
We have no church but life, no creed we speak
Nature is our mother and the sky our father
Know that we are
My kind is kindred to the stars and brother to all seekers
We wear the robes of saints and martyrs and common man
We are messengers and sometimes angels
Givers of information and movers of humankind
We are all and nothing, flesh and ethereal spirit
No buildings procede us, we have no home
We are wanderers in the mists and we come alive in green woods
We knew St. Patrick and the Scottish kings
We are called to the Druid path by ancient spirits
And walk into the future with the confidence of stone
The four winds sing our song
Be the Awen with us
We are Druid
With credit to Hedgewizard for Druid)
This is a gathering place...a place of sharing and fellowship.
An online cathedral of trees and amidst them you will find those of us who see the beauty, awe in wonder and discover truth in an interweaving Christian and Druidic tapestry.