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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
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
