When We Were Celts
crowblack night
and we remember
fear and flame
we were large then
encompassed all the places
sacred and profane
did not know where we ended or began
still we knew what we were
then i was the crow
i was the night the dreamwanderer
i knew wind as brother moon as mother
you were the wolf the black and the light
you knew flame as guardian and rain as life
then we were wise
there was no learning then
only remembering
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