Dean Fraser Treading the fields with his hazel twig
Showing farmers exactly where to dig Parched crops wilting as far as eyes can see Water hidden, over there, by the old yew tree The water diviner struck liquid gold once again A well sunk, the crops lifeblood soon to regain Year after year, the farmer’s gratitude enough Brian the village legend always did his stuff Is water divining passed on through generations? There is one other, dowsing myriads of applications Brian is his Uncle and yet his own path taken Dowsing energy within the earth to awaken Another time, another place, he explored his capability His best-selling book enhanced his credibility Having read his words, Uncle Brian nodded sagely This wise man’s approval mattered to him greatly Two men, both of the Earth, doing their divining thing Hazel twig, rods or pendulum in their hands swing Two generations united in a common purpose, a goal Helping others selflessly, find water, go dig a hole Taken from Beyond Poetry by Dean Fraser https://www.deanfrasercentral.com |
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