Hazel Wand

Hazel Wand


It’s not that I didn’t know

about the hazel rod.

I’ve been aware of the wand

throughout my life.

It’s just that

not until this day

did I absorb the simple truth

that I no longer need to look

outside myself

to make the magic

of the divine.

As you spoke softly

of the holy wells ~

A shiver, a quiver of light,

flew down my legs …

An electric current

not to be denied.

The divining rod

speaks its piece ~

and my heart bows


in supplication.

For the hazel

is alive and well

abiding in each and every cell.


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