Oh!

The Lady of the lake

Floats beneath the surface-skin

Waiting silently serene

To draw sky-energy within

She is conductor of the light

From The Heavens high above,

Down, where memories are stored

Of Magic

And of Druidic Love

With Ash for staff

As healing rod

To aid the traveller between

She guards the hinterland of life

The Enigmatic

Lakeland Queen

Jan
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