We all serve him

We all serve him,but we perceive him differently. Sometimes he is tall, dark and solemn, sometimes his hair is silvery white, and his face reminds of the ancient Roman statues in their calm serenity. At times he is silent and reassuring, and at times- compassionate and soft spoken, but whichever guise he chooses, he isContinue reading “We all serve him”

Lleu my Lleu/ Gwydion’s lament

Lleu my Lleu,Won’t you come down,Won’t you come back? Lleu,  my Lleu,Hear me sing,Hear me sing to you. Lleu my LleuDo you remember,Do you remember me? Lleu my LleuI have nurtured you,I have brought you down. Lleu my LleuMy only son,My golden boy, my all, Lleu my LleuLet me mend you,Let me tend to yourContinue reading “Lleu my Lleu/ Gwydion’s lament”

My lady Sybil is pining away

My lady Sybil is pining away. Her face is all ashen, her fair hair – uncombed. My lady Sybil is pining away. She scarcely sleeps, and she seldom speaks. My lady Sybil is pining away. She spends all her days a-wandering the woods. My lady Sybil is pining away. She’s no longer fairest, My Lord,Continue reading “My lady Sybil is pining away”

Come away

Dance, dance with the trees Let the world watch and listen.Dance, dance with the trees-Let them live, let them sing. Breathe, breathe in the woodland,Live through the tales,That woodland spins,Let them live, let them sing. Praise, praise the Fair folk,Who dwells deep within.Praise, praise the Fair folk,And dance to their tune. Bow, bow to the KingContinue reading “Come away”

Gweddi y coed/ Prayer of the woods

As I enter your woods,My Lord Gwyn,White king of the mists,I ask your forgivenessFor crossing the boundaryUnknowingly. I ask your permissionTo enter your realmAnd leave it unharmed.If it be your will,My Lord Gwyn,Let me cross the boundary. Here I stand, My Lord,On your threshold,Waiting for a signBe kind, My Lord Gwyn,Be mercifulAnd let me pass.Continue reading “Gweddi y coed/ Prayer of the woods”

I’ve lived through many ages

I’ve lived through many ages; I’ve seen men cry, and wail, and crumble. I’ve seen men swear, curse and lie. I’ve seen men lose, gain and take by force. Through the eyes of the Wild woods I watched them struggle. Through the eyes of the white stag I watched them run and hide. Through theContinue reading “I’ve lived through many ages”

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