Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell

14 September 2016

With the dancing breeze I compose a song

Come hear the story of a tongue riddled

Of heroes hoary who lifetimes piddled

Stir your quaking knees and come hum along

My tale comes in threes that if bound are strong

Cross lakes ye Tory ride horse unsaddled

Awakened glory spirit unbridled

In Queen of the bees I right me the wrong

In flow of the vine decant me the well

When springtime’s blossom reaches towards skies

The blood and the wine within me they swell

On crossing the line I will sound the knell

Sorrows in bosom as withered past dies

Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell

Reading of the poem: 

The Secret – Adam Hurst

Dusk – Adam Hurst

Ritual – Adam Hurst