The fire dances, mesmerising. Oranges, reds and yellows entwined, the playful sparks swirling skywards like a sparkle of fireflies. The warmth cups our faces, and wild flames gleam in our eyes. We all snuggle together around the bonfire, waiting. She always keeps us in anticipation. It is part of her magic to appear and cast…
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Lady Spring has dotted snowdrops everywhere she goes… Snowdrops. They are one of my favourite flowers – small, delicate, fierce, and resilient. They do not fret the cold or the frost; they have a job to do, their purpose. They come to bring the hope of warmer days, the promise of rebirth, the sign of…
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In the rustle of the trees,
the magic of being
whispers softly:
…
What is poetry, you ask? Poetry is a spell that stops time and opens magical portals to other dimensions, enchanting reality. A gate to our Inner Worlds, it connects our souls to the souls of Mother Earth, the Cosmos, the Moon and The Mystery of Life. It is a delight, so it delights. What is…
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Birkiverse 