Some memories from the magical Earthsong camps this
summer in Co. Tipperary... This year I
took part in the astrodrama and family constellation workshops and found them
very powerful.
The night we stood
in a column
of sound, harmonies
ricochet
off the tree trunks.
John speaks of the
possibilities
of elementals around
us,
while one little boy
nestled in
long arms
looks up through
pure
brown eyes-
seeing it all.
Rain blurs the window.
The white horse is still
in the field
next door.
I am back in my own home.
New roots quickly shoot down.
I feel the calmness that comes after kirtan.
