"I have been the shadow of a gibbet
And the thief hanging there.
I have been the bluebell starting to open
And the creature crushing it with its hoof.
I have been the fish caught in the net
And the ring found in its belly.
I have been the wind rippling sheaves of harvest
And the sickle cutting through.
I have been vapours from a crack in the sacred mountain
And words on vellum pondered and argued."
Excerpted from "The Druid in His Grave" by Earl Livings, Phd, a poem forthcoming in Vol 6 of Enheduanna Journal.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.