Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell
14 September 2016
With the dancing breeze I compose a song
Come hear the story of a tongue riddled
Of heroes hoary who lifetimes piddled
Stir your quaking knees and come hum along
My tale comes in threes that if bound are strong
Cross lakes ye Tory ride horse unsaddled
Awakened glory spirit unbridled
In Queen of the bees I right me the wrong
In flow of the vine decant me the well
When springtime’s blossom reaches towards skies
The blood and the wine within me they swell
On crossing the line I will sound the knell
Sorrows in bosom as withered past dies
Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell
Reading of the poem:
The Secret – Adam Hurst
Dusk – Adam Hurst
Ritual – Adam Hurst