robbie van

Arise from the ashes
a spark and a dream
search of the traveller
creating her scheme
seek out your wisdom
oh sorceress of the cave
cast out your spells
call the enclave
the spears of spring
leave the cold and snow
the sap runs strong
as the mushrooms grow
when the birds return
and the warmth comes back
incantations practice
laying down the tracks
Earth mother’s calling
in the whistle of a bird
frogs croak out the chorus
music is all heard
as whispers in the breeze
stirs the new grown leaves
gifts of hope in a newly grown world
where we all just wish for peace