As today is the Spring Equinox, I thought I would post a a little poem I wrote several years ago about Gorse, one of my Ogham favourites and the ‘tree’ associated with this time of the year ..
TIny guardian soldiers,
Your helmets deepest gold,
Thorn swords poised high in honeyed air,
As velvet cloaks unfold,
Defenders of the wildlife path, I see you,
Ogma told ..
wishing you all a wonderful day! 🌞
Divine Ogham 