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The Druid’s Tree

( Rowan )
  
   
This Rowan tree in bloom I rest beneath,  
Whose berries filled her boughs in ruby red.  
That ever spread its legend ‘cross the heath,  
To giving pause the rising of the dead.  
   
Protector from the devil’s evil sway,  
This Rowan tree in bloom I rest beneath.  
Whose leaves are from a living bird of prey,  
And ne’er a welcome sight to witch’s meet.  
   
I lean against the sav’ry of its wreath,  
In dappled shade that quivers in its arms.  
This Rowan tree in bloom I rest beneath,  
Sprigs of it in my hair keep me from harm.  
   
Which also includes charms against my will;  
I keep a bower on my mantle piece.  
What turns to honeyed wine, not bitter swill?  
This Rowan tree in bloom I rest beneath.  
 
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 5th Nov 2019
Author's Note
For crimsin’s “the secret knowledge of trees”.
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