I am the genius Wild Herb Ways,
https://youtu.be/KiSyRxgcxRo?feature=sharedfor Eileen, Merry Christmas Eileen and Joshua, I still see you both like it was yesterday(Lyrics all music composed played recorded by the genius known as wild herb ways, take 1 no vocals 25.12.2023)
At winter solstice Yule, I am the genius wild herb ways
...sun wheel circus gains victory
in the air, Libra shifts,
She bears crawl ‘round the sky.
Blood and soil beaming from your perfect hazel eyes
At the spring ...emmori oaks of Odin Yggdrisal
With the green, in four directions, little shining bird Eileen be well, little bird be well.
Red breasted robbin sing a song for me
neath the green grass and purple red bud trees at the spring rootbeer flowers with the green in four directions may the Lord take care of thee. Golden light surround hackberry tree Yellow lomatium, blood root and rue anemone Eastern red ceder, chickasaw plum juniper in misaltoe, in the four directions may all be well. I am centered on the sun wheel spinning in the sky Candy tuft flower first bloom of springYour hairy salty pussy
Tastes of Kelp tide pools ‘pon the shore
Soft new grass ‘neath cottonwood
We fuck sage brush, spring root beer flowers
Mud baths pariah flows
Too thick to drink too thin to plough
At the spring ...emmori oaks of Odin Yggdrisal
With the green, in four directions, little shining bird Eileen be well, little bird be well.
Golden chords of light around the tree.
With the green, in four directions, all be well.
Flower of winter you are witch hazel and snow flake.
In her grove of emmori oaks, in a circle golden sun.
With the green, in four directions, all be well.
Monarda emorii oaks beneath the snow.
Yerba santa and red slick rock, juniper and mistletoe..
Blood and soil shining in your perfect hazel eyes
burning round the wheel sky.
Flowing green blood of trees, alligator juniper pinyon pine.
Manzanita, silk tassel, cancer root beneath the ground.
Calling on candytuft first flower of spring.
Light is with us, before us, above us, below us, within us, surround us.
Light beneath us, Light above us, Light beside us, Light of sacred sun wheel all around us.
Ocotillo black rock basin, palo verde iron wood..
Gobernadora, bur sage, ambrosia green mothers.
Yule mother’s night blessings to all before us.
Blood our ancestors gone before, soil of fairies, wood nymphs from the corner of our eyes.
Monarda emorii oak, return these sacred groves, in all directions to taste your pollen tiny seeds.
Soil of roots, woody stems below blood father and mother.
Come down from branches, enter roots, return your leaves.
Sacred land, sacred sex, mother bring your children home.
Where coyotes yip yap, and forests burn, gather the medicine.
Shortest day under longest night.
Horizon to horizon twinkling star dust pollen.
Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are,
up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle twinkle little star.
Light return bears awake in spring.
Where else but here?
Who else but you?
Whom else but I?
When else but now?
Sacred land, sacred sex, real work of returning.
Return sun’s golden flame in growing branches.
Green neolithic neandertal all mother we worship you.
Mary, of springs, streams, bogs, cliffs, glade, and woods.
Wild forest, caves, grottos in her, through her.
4-fold blessing way, sacred land sacred sex, holy earth.
We must secure the existence of our people.
All creation sings those words, sacred land, sacred sex.
Our mother of springs, streams, bogs, cliffs, glade, and woods.
Aspen shaking leaves turning to golden sun.
Return green mother on this longest day shortest night.
Horizon to horizon the hunter follows the turning bear, Axis mundi
Our life our sacred sex, celestial marriage sacred space, holy family, sacred place, of people faith returning green.
Sacred land sacred sex in daily bread.
In her grove of emmori oaks, shining golden sun.
With the green, in four directions, little shining bird Eileen be well, little bird be well.
Golden chain of light wrapped around the tree.
With the green, in four directions, all be well.
Flower of winter you are witch hazel and snow flake.
In her grove of emmori oaks, low in the sky golden sun.
With the green, in four directions, all be well.
Monarda emorii oaks beneath the cover of snow.
Yerba santa and red slick rock.
Blood and soil flaming spinning burning wheel of sun.
Flowing green blood of trees, alligator juniper pinyon pine.
Manzanita, silk tassel, cancer root beneath the ground.
Calling on candytuft first flower of spring.
Light is with us, before us, above us, below us, within us, surround us.
Light beneath us, Light above us, Light beside us, Light of sacred sun wheel all around us.
Ocotillo black rock basin, palo verde iron wood..
Gobernadora, bur sage, ambrosia green mothers.
Yule mother’s night blessings to all before us.
All our ancestors gone before, fairies, wood spirits from the corner of our eyes.
Monarda emorii oak, return these sacred groves, in all directions to taste your pollen tiny seeds.
Roots, woody stems below blood and soil.
Come down from branches, enter roots, return your leaves.
Sacred land, sacred sex, mother bring us home.
Where coyotes yip yap, and forests burn, gather the medicine.
Shortest day under longest night.
Horizon to horizon twinkling star dust pollen.
Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are,
up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle twinkle little star.
Light return bears awake in spring.
Where else but here?
Who else but you?
Whom else but I?
When else but now?
Sacred land, sacred sex, real work of returning.
Return sun’s golden flame in growing branches.
Green neolithic neandertal all mother we worship you.
Mary, of springs, streams, bogs, cliffs, glade, and woods.
Wild forest, caves, grottos in her, through her.
4-fold blessing way, sacred land sacred sex, holy earth.
We must for our people and children.
All creation sings the words, sacred land, sacred sex.
Our mother of springs, streams, bogs, cliffs, glade, and woods.
Aspen shaking leaves turning to golden sun.
Return green mother on this longest night.
Horizon to horizon the hunter follows the turning bear, Axis mundi
Our life our sacred sex, celestial marriage sacred space, holy family, sacred place, of people faith returning green.
Sacred land sacred sex in daily bread.
In her grove of emmori oaks, shining golden sun.
words, (song lyrics based on Solomon's Song of Songs Douay-Rheims copyright 2016 by Paul Manski)sweetest words ever heard, we must our people and children. Awake, awake, come into thy garden, come in sing our song, don’t eat the flesh of raven’s kind, your kith and kin will be swallowed blind, your love is better than wine, wisdom despised words unheard, listen sister these words, live the challenge of my words...come into thy garden my sister my spouse, the drops of love sweet kisses, in the night, where has my beloved gone? Oh thou fairest among women, why has my beloved turned aside? Awake awake sweet Emily. Come into the garden my sister, my beloved, my spouse. Away from this sinful nation, a people born in iniquity. we must be a future. Thy thighs are like jewels. Sweet sweet girl, together, come to her, touch me, hold me darling. words, we must secure…That’s the reason we are created, the only reason we are here. Here we have everything, a garden, an orchard, with spikenard, a fountain, water to drink, a living well. Awake north wind, let my beloved come. Where has my beloved gone, Thy thighs are like jewels, goeth down sweetly, walk with me vividitas, elysian fields of green, to be fruitful. To the day breaks and the dawn comes, for our sons and daughters my spouse, the apple of my eyes, under these oaks, in the sacred grove, our words… we must be for our people and future children…
