
When all is quiet in our soul
we roam the realms
with a thousand loves
lighting up what has been put aeons ago
igniting the forces
trembling throughout the moulds
stretching beyond
activating the within what has to be without
°Woodlights Woudlicht
A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
When all is quiet in our soul
we roam the realms
with a thousand loves
lighting up what has been put aeons ago
igniting the forces
trembling throughout the moulds
stretching beyond
activating the within what has to be without
°Woodlights Woudlicht
To be undressed
with words all written
over the velvet shine of our veins
with moss in our hair and flowers between our toes
with crystals growing
out of our nails
reaching into the earth
and covered in melodies
sweetening the air around
and at the dawning of this glorious day
to rise
with a raging fire
calling unto the powers that are held
to heal all that are hurt
and order the gentlest to awaken, rule and share
this world
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Amongst the wise
amid the sacred
with the pure
may we grow
may we find shelter
may we be home
°Woodlights Woudlicht
Welcoming the wise being and the sacred sound of the shell into the healings