The Faery Path.A Poem by GaiamethodAn invitation to the Faery Realms.
Through old dusty tracks and hidden byways,
we come.
Through mountain streams and roads of snow,
we pass.
But who is there to see us pass on our way?
But you?
Who is there to bid us the time of day?
But you.
We have waited for this day to arrive.
This day when all of heaven and all of earth,
join in unison.
To awaken the years of old,
when harps played their tunes by the fireside,
and pipes trilled in the treetops.
We have waited for the drums to beat,
To sound their notes of joy,
in a landscape filled with light.
Our highways and byways are open once more
And those of you who wish to pass may do so,
unencumbered.
For you cannot bring your human woes into our world.
You must leave them at the gates.
Then we will guide you to our realms,
Our realms of Faery lore and delight,
Of moonlit nights and standing stones.
There we will teach you of our ways,
The ways of stone,
the ways of water,
the ways of trees.
We will teach you everything.
But first you must wait,
wait of the call of the Wild.
For it will surely come,
if you keep your ears close to the ground,
and listen for the Mother’s heartbeat,
beating loud and clear.
Then you will know it is time,
and your journey has begun.
© 2008 GaiamethodReviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 21, 2008 AuthorGaiamethodLuxor, EgyptAboutI'm a teacher of healing focusing on ancient priesthoods dedicated to the Earth Mother in all her facets. I teach a collective healing called The Gaia Method which brings back the developmental learni.. more..Writing
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