I ran across a delightful pagan poet named Lorna Smithers. Here is one of her poems. It expresses many of the reasons to be pagan. Hope you enjoy:
Because there’s no other way. Because the gods have got me by the heartstrings. Because I see over the horizon not what’s on it. Because I see birds who are not birds. Because I am in hidden spaces. Because I love mist. Because no-one tells the whispers of the silent. Because words can dance like pictures on cave walls. Because my people are hungry. Because the wind howls down my neck. Because I wake at night and there are stars. Because the mortality ship is sailing. Because I am the threshold. Because another world’s stars hem me in. Because I look above and the worms are singing.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorI'm Dr. Dave, an eclectic shaman. I lived and worked in Bolivia and Peru for over six years, where I and was trained by Andean Shamans, and today practice eclectic shamanism. Archives
June 2020
Categories |