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    Poems from the Mystic Elders
    Poems from the Mystic Elders
    Poems from the Mystic Elders
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    Poems from the Mystic Elders

    By Gail Lewis

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    This is a book of poetry that has been written over the time span of two decades and took all of my personal courage to create. I have been on a very personal journey of late, and this book has been the outcome of the journey. Thank you for buying it as you will never know how many hurdles I had to jump to get to this stage in my life.

    Many bright blessings to you.

    Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris UK
    Release dateNov 18, 2016
    ISBN9781524595999
    Poems from the Mystic Elders
    Author

    Gail Lewis

    Sharon Peterson and Gail E Lewis live in Ontario, Canada. Although they have been writing separately for many years in the form of songs, poems and screenplays, Only One is their first novel as a mother-daughter team. Look for more thrilling adventures in their future releases.

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      Poems from the Mystic Elders - Gail Lewis

      Autumn Equinox

      Toss the ground around and make the colours stand out loud

      Rub your fairy boots in the dust, the autumn leaf is a must

      The air has a nip that makes your cheeks Aglow

      The wheel turns way before the snow

      Rustic Colours tumble and fall

      How do you prepare for it all?

      Pull out the jumpers

      Stoke the timbers high

      Don’t forget to look up at the sky

      The Dreamers are here

      The Wheel keeps on going around

      Souls Gather here on the earthly ground

      Hark all the elements are making a beautiful sound

      Drums roll and the Fires are lit to Roar

      Okay here it comes the new season you were waiting for

      Let’s gather around and come and celebrate and honour

      Take a Vow before our ancestors and Brothers

      Oh how the wheel feeds my soul

      Makes me light a flame inside

      Now my meditation’s whole

      The fireworks are fried

      Spitfire and bonfires sparklers will light up burning

      Time will always tell and the wheel will still be turning

      The petals that I know

      Do I smell the perfume of the roses that grow

      Or revel in my coloured Haze

      What delights I find here amongst the petals that I know

      I find a four leaf clover so

      A thorny rosebush can produce a crop to amaze

      Do I smell the perfume of the roses that

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