Grove of Ancient Wisdom

The Force of Nature's Intent

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Who will go down to those shady groves
and summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
in the springtime of the year.

The sounds of birds seem to fill the wood
and when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
long past their woodland days.
Loreena McKennitt - The Mummer's Dance

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