Druid is just a word
the word is not the thing
Youll find me in the air
and under everything
In tree and crow and stone
in blood and marrow and bone
In the fluttering of the leaves
and dances in the breeze
In the warmth of summer sun
and the chill of winter's freeze
When all is said
and all is done
there you'll find me
on the run
No cage or box
or word for me
Just the dancing Mystery.......


