Druid Dream

Impressions... ominous for our people 
I carry under my heart this beautiful, sacred land 
All who live here blessed, and yet... 

Soil watered with blood and tears 
Hostility embedded in the surface 
Disfiguring us 

If only, I awoke 
No more sad talk 
Our lives as always... 
Together, safe, content 
How dear every angle 

Yet flesh must eventually be put away 
Like an outgrown garment 

Tender shielding 
The grey mist of early morning has given way to dawn
The sacred time 

Within the stone circle, chanting
"Understand the sweet singer, druid."

A druid, whatever that may be,
I represent the trees.