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”
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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”
Patiently, I wait
For the Wild Hunt I wait, for the clouds are gathering. Patiently, I wait, for that is the hardest lesson of all. For the Wild Hunt I wait, for my Lord if approaching fast, and I can hear him in the distance. For the Wild Hunt I wait, for this day is the day heContinue reading “Patiently, I wait”
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”
The boundary
Step into my forest, mortal child. Step boldly, for we do not harm wee ones. Step lightly, o mortal child, for no one but you is welcome here. Step lively, dear child, for Gwyn ap Nudd never tricks the children. Trust me, mortal child. The forest is safe, for the Fair folk never trap theContinue reading “The boundary”
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”
Blodeuwedd
Why are you troubled, flower-face? Do you not know how men’s hearts quicken at your approach? Why do you sigh, flower-child? Do you not see how his eyes turn stormy grey when yours are filled with sorrow? Why do you worry, stardust maiden? Do you not hear his heart break each time you look away?Continue reading “Blodeuwedd”
Y Bryn gwyn/ The white hill
I close my eyes and drift away to a place I feel as keenly as I would any place i know. Covered in mists, surrounded by waters, somewhere far up ahead of me, I see it. The white hill. Shining as a diamond in the sun, whiter than swans gliding on the Llyn Tegid, itContinue reading “Y Bryn gwyn/ The white hill”