His heart is torn by the waves of emotion

But his strength is a rock of passion and devotion

Despite the shelter of that dark black cloud

If he speaks with the voice from his heart

And allows the tears to fall freely, proud

Will open him up to those long since gone

His psychic powers sharp and strong

Wings will then open to the echoes of the gentle breeze

He will hear its warm sound as nature sings

And shall rise above the tearing waves,

With grace and with wisdom, a natural leader

Watching down upon Gods kingdom

K. J. Broadhurst

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voice-of-druids/