Release all fear Steered by oldest stars with Urgent eagerness I bite down Hard Eating, I am consumed by The Wild Wisdom Nut A gift From the nineteen sentinels Eldest Order, grove Of deep forested Hazel trees Blue moon in late August From the great cave I emerge Lunar eclipse now complete My bright fire now the only light Summit of high mountain waterfall Hurling myself— freedom in Freefall and tossed about At the roaring base of the falls I am Bradan, ancient of Salmons Fording the depths of this wisdom well Silently settling, deeper I go until greeted By joyful voices of the Singing Stones Ray of first morning sun caresses My face as fin becomes feather Scales to beak I am Druid-Dhubh Blackbird from the inner Gateway Caw! Caw! I cry! This message from the singing stones Caw! Caw! Swooping low over heather glens Caw! Awaken Caw! Caw! The hour is late Shifter of shapes I am Shaman Bright is my tunic and gleaming is the Silver buckle of the ...