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Thursday, October 20, 2011

Honoring the Green Man

He is made one with Nature, There he is heard
His voice in all her Music, from the moan you’ll know
Of Thunder, to the song of night’s sweet bird
He is a presence to be Felt and Known
In darkness and in Light, from herb and stone
Spreading itself where’re that Power may move
Which has withdrawn his being to be his own
Which Wields the World with never-wearied Love
Sustains it from breath, and kindles it above

We have to Honor and acknowledge the Green Man, An age old symbol of the humanities and their relationship with the rest of the Natural World.

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