Gather round the camp fire, pull up a chair and share a poem or tale. Let
the spirit flow through the rays of light that show. Collect and gather
the language of the trees, the honey song of the bees, the gentle drum of waves
droning. See that for yourself a fire in the head, a poem's beginnings
from inspirations spread. Welcome to the Bardic arts and practice with
love in your heart, Carry with you upon the wings of truth and honesty, A
fire made to burn bright in the darkest of night. Alight to a place where
poems are like water and words like air. Welcome to the corner of the bardic
world and sing a song made of breath in nature's care.
We are a warm
supportive moderated pagan group, if you do not like this kind of group-
this group is not for you.
