Herne s apprentice

I shall go as a wren in Spring, With sorrow and sighing on silent wing, I shall go in our Lady's name, Aye till I come home again. Then we shall follow as falcons grey, And hunt thee cruelly for our...

See me as the Sun on the mountaintop, Feel me in the power of the seas. Hear me in the laughter of the stream, Power of nature, power of the trees. It is you who are broken, You are part of me, Some...