From the cauldron he rises, tall and proud, his brow alight with stars. In his eyes – the wisdom of ages, his arms – like raven wings, catching the wind. From the cauldron he rises, distant yet close, stern yet soft, like candlelight in winter. In his eyes – the ages of knowing, his hairContinue reading “Cauldron born/Taliesin”
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Gwion Bach/ Hanes Taliesin
…and she chose a young boy by the name of Gwion Bach to tend the cauldron, and an old blind man called Mordda, to keep the flame… That’s how the legend goes; but be aware of legends, for they can cloud the judgement and their ways are of the morning mist, that creeps from nowhereContinue reading “Gwion Bach/ Hanes Taliesin”
Gwydion/ Born of trees
I am a leaf of an ancient tree,The blackthorn’s crownAnd the hawthorn’s wreath.I am the one who was born of trees,I am the one who knows them all. The oak of might, and the gorse of gold,The memory of alder, its roots and leaves,The ivy and vine, with all its fruit,I am the one whoContinue reading “Gwydion/ Born of trees”
Cerridwen/ I was there
I was there, when Gwydion conjured a woman of flowers.I was there, when the cauldron boiled, when oak flowers, meadowsweet and broom entranced the woods with their fragrance.I was there, when in smoke and vapour there rose a maiden no one could rival.I was there, though I could not prevent it, and yet – IContinue reading “Cerridwen/ I was there”
Sometimes
Sometimes she goes deep into the woods to dance. Sometimes it’s just her and the one who lives in the darkest part of the forest. Sometimes she dances there, among the autumn leaves, and they swirl and fly around her. And the one who lives in the darkest part of the forest, watches her. SometimesContinue reading “Sometimes”
Y Wyllt- Book one
Book 1. CyledrChapter one Cyledr awoke with a start, his hair and forehead drenched with sweat. The dream haunted him for months, and no amount of spiced wine could ward it off. He tried rising up, but his body felt numb and strangely uncontrolled, as if he were a children’s toy, bound to obey theContinue reading “Y Wyllt- Book one”
Remember me/Ninefold
When the rain weaves tapestries in the leaves, send me a song. Remember me. When the wind rises up from the stormy sea, bringing longing, look to the sky. Remember me. When your heart is heavy with trouble, silently crying in the night, shed me a tear. Remember me. When the clouds gather in theContinue reading “Remember me/Ninefold”
Ceridwen/ Path of the witch
Gathering herbs till dark,Picking flowers at noon,The cauldron of Annwfn awaits.Cerridwen’s voice flies far The knowledge will weigh you down,Of pain will your fingers bleed,The time will make you awareOf the effort and promise to keep While women weave their threads,While men fight and babies weep,You follow the darkened pathsThrough mist and into the deep.Continue reading “Ceridwen/ Path of the witch”
Mother of stars/ The witch
Hail, Cerridwen,Mother of stars,Queen of herbs,Lady of magic! To you I come nowWhen my heart is in turmoil,When my body is weakWhen my mind is uneasy. Grant me your wisdom,So I can be healed,Grant me your patience,So I can believe. Here I stand, mighty Mother,Your daughter- once and for all,By your fuming cauldronWhere the AwenContinue reading “Mother of stars/ The witch”
Cerridwen’s lullaby
When you grow old, my Gwion BachMy face will be forgotten.But Cerridwen’s name, my Gwion Bach,Will bleed and bloom till autumn. When time is nigh, my Gwion Bach,Your fame will shine on pages,But keep in mind, my Gwion Bach:Life’s full of fools and sages. When praise is high, my Gwion Bach,Don’t listen to its sweetness,ForContinue reading “Cerridwen’s lullaby”
Into the Unknown 