The Gifts

THE GIFTS THE DRUIDS FORGOT.

The gifts the Druids forgot, 
Imagination or a load of rot?
Envisioning future along the track,
Looking forward, not looking back.
Miracles and prophet's  dreams,
Mystic lands blessed by moonbeams,
Heroes and inspiring queens, 
Appearing in transit, sight unseen,
Imagination or a load of rot?

The gifts the Druids forgot....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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