Seven woods from seven trees
Get pound to mound as fire ash
In spells of old so well
We mould the moods of seven minds
Within the one and only ground
Of body round we cast with words
To find an outcome all agree
Concordance be an ordinance
Decree to work such alchemy
Within begin begetting into
Freedom of the unassailed
Derailed by self before
The doing of no more be said
But done as one and laid to rest
The fine and testing tuning tone
Of resolutions hone of heart
And mind in revolution
Kind and free to find your dream

© K Barr


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