I see him in the tree's I hear her sing to me.. 
copyright of visionary thank you great picture this poem is adult.. and is just truthfully vague.. if you are sensitive to such matters of rape and violence please don't read Not so much so as bad.. just mentions the word rape. is all Its just my own feelings and what happened to me. not in detail though OK>. please I wish it not to hurt no one or offend its to help heal me and others that think they might feel alone in the same cercumstance;s but are not.. with truth and love.. and love and light Blessed Be no details of the incident are here just what happened that was a great incident.. I meet the Man in the mist.. the great hunter Hernie the LOrd of The hunt.. the GREEN MAN.. my experiences
I feel his eyes upon me as he watches me I am blessed I have his love, I am blessed he see's me through dangers and trials.
I feel her sweet loving but serious eyes upon me watching me down from the swift high dark and bright moon.. she awaits me at night to see her if I have a cry..
I cry to her in the night she appeasea's my fears she blesses me in the washing tears.. Only a mother can love as she does me she feels my spirit with ease for father watches us closely he loves to see me sing with as we call down the moon.. she sings along I hear her sway I feel her body wrap around me in the night and day..
I see fathers dark but merry eyes dancing on the trees as he awaits to see her dance around with us two bye the three Merrily merrily she sings her song.. once the quarter is crossed she finds her way back home.. as the late night fire burns low.. I sing a song for my dear sweet rogue and he steals away her love into the night loving her with his delight..
a kiss on the wind.. a smell of the fragrance of her love and solitude is as we close up the night and morning comes upon the glisining dew from her sweet tears as he scrouged her threw and threw.. but I loved her too she was beyond compare to see her sweet dew drapped hair..
the Mother Maiden and Crone.. the Father , the Green man of the forest Hernie... My deer.. dear.. How you protected me when I was young from all types of harm I didn't see that none.. You blew your horn.. to scare away a rapist from me.. but when I was not in your forest the man attacked me.. But you tried to no avail you kept him from me when he came for me.. You saved me LOrd from the man that took away my inocence you saved me.. as best you could.. You beat him and scared him.. you took away.. all you could.. you done your best and you still are there to protect .
As I lay in your sweet under bed.. Great Father of the hunt.. I was cool in the heat of summer and warm in the frozen winter . You was great I seen you move through the woods.. as if you didn't really walk but you glided along.. I heard you walk.. and I heard you talk to me.. you called my name a many times.. I LOVE you all Father and My Triple mother from young to old you and I are still no matter what..
JUst a few words and a poem of Life and love from fire sage
Blessed Be
Sage
