I stand on pagan feet, verdant beneath
beside winter stripped leaves
my eyes roam the blue snow laced hills
where legends speak
of heavy snow that hides a secret
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
I stand on pagan feet, verdant beneath
beside winter stripped leaves
my eyes roam the blue snow laced hills
where legends speak
of heavy snow that hides a secret
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
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