Embracing the Celtic Way (Poem)

In the ancient lands where magic thrives,
Where Celtic whispers weave their lives,
Shamanic souls in twilight's dance,
Embrace the gifts of wild romance.

Through heathered moors and mystic glens,
The spirit roams, the veil it rends,
Guided by ancient lore and song,
They walk the paths, where worlds belong.

With oak and ash, the forests breathe,
Secrets held in every leaf,
The rhythm of the drum beats strong,
As visions rise in ancient song.

The cauldron stirs, a mystic brew,
From depths of earth, the spirits brew,
Wisdom flows in rivers clear,
Celtic shaman, heart sincere.

In sacred circles, stones align,
A dance of stars, the divine design,
Ancestral whispers fill the air,
Their wisdom carried, beyond compare.

The fox, the hare, the hawk on high,
They teach the truth beneath the sky,
In nature's tapestry, they find
The sacred ties that bind mankind.

Through misty glades and twilight gleams,
The shaman walks in ancient dreams,
A conduit between worlds unseen,
In valleys where the fay convene.

The elements, their kinship true,
In Celtic realms, they speak to you,
Through fire's blaze and water's flow,
Their ancient language, all shall know.

So let us heed the shaman's call,
To listen to the forest's sprawl,
For in their wisdom, we may find
The treasures of the Celtic mind.

In every dawn and setting sun,
The Celtic shaman's work is done,
Their legacy of beauty grand,
Inspiring hearts in every land.