Preacher Man

Woke up with a preacher man’s voice in my head…telling my sins and the sins of others, for dancing on the borders of things, for living our two natured selves…the wild folk and the witches, creatures of the wind and fire and water, living freely in the earth. His voice was gentle and matter of fact. He was a kind man.
This song came to mind.

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