Down and down it comes
from the big sky water
with thnder like a tom tom
like a scalping axe sound.
on great mother
when shall we learn
that you are no santa
but a giver of gifts
whos kindnes must be thanked.
like some elves
there are a few of us
who like a great eagle
soar up to you thanking.
FD
UAOD
"americas oldest druid grove"
It's early in September when many posters are in a transition season.
It's frequently a down time, but it seems we've been more down than up
recently. As to your poem, I do think we should appreciate, be
thankful and care for nature.
Elaine
healingline -- not your father's druid