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.

Come join us...

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