I am the thunder,The lightning and storm.I am the wrath of Odin,I am the anger,I am the scythe of Hades,I am the last breath. I am the earthTrembling before the end,I am the doom,I am the infinite battle,I am the warcry of Ares,I am the rage of Thor. I am the darknessRising from the depth,IContinue reading “I am the Wanderer”
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Milk and honey
Milk and honey.Gold on white. A cup for BraintA bowl for the Tylwyth teg. Milk and honey.Whispers on the wind. Sage and rosemary,Anise and lavender. A cup for CerridwenA bowl for the Fair folk. Broom and meadowsweetGold on pale pink A cup for BlodeueddA loaf of bread for Lleu. Mead and silver,Wine and amber, AContinue reading “Milk and honey”
Caer Ochren/ Maze of mirrors
Stand here, on the edge of reason, watch reflections dance and die. Broken mirrors of your conscience will reflect both day and night. Night is long, and day is longer, long the patience of Arawn. Be prepared to lose your bearings, be prepared to be let down. Caer Ochren never lets go, maze of mirrorsContinue reading “Caer Ochren/ Maze of mirrors”
Godspouse/Behold the darkness
Behold the darkness. Feel it cover your shoulders, feel it crawl and creep around you. Behold the darkness. Behold the darkness. Follow its call, follow it to the edge of your personal boundaries. Behold the darkness. Behold the darkness. See it rise above you, see it spreading its wings before you. Behold the darkness. BeholdContinue reading “Godspouse/Behold the darkness”
Godspouse/Descend
Go To him. He is waiting. You wave me goodbye at the boundary. Before me the rocky terrain, behind me – the forest of green, coolness and calm. Go to him. He is waiting. That means leaving you, I say. You smile reassuringly. No, you say, I shall never leave you. But you must goContinue reading “Godspouse/Descend”
Flower in the dirt
To you I sing, And to you I will sing, Until all kingdoms of the earth Fall apart and crumble Into dust. Revive me, my Lord, Resurrect me, Pick me up, Like you would pick A flower in the dirt. Give me voice to sing And words enough To praise your majesty, Your wisdom, AndContinue reading “Flower in the dirt”
The Wyllt
He is staring at me from the green. His hair – mass of foliage, twigs and feathers, his eyes – amber green, sky-blue and gold, luminous and glowing. When he speaks, his voice is harsh, hoarse and raspy, as the breaking bark, wood crackling in the fire. His lips immobile, yet the voice comes out,Continue reading “The Wyllt”
Kings of Seasons
One – abundant, as summer, colourful as spring, yet crisply frosty, as cinnamon, ginger and cardamon in the snow, as amaretto tinged coffee drunk slowly in the first hours of November. His are the midnight rides, speed of the chase, ardor of the Hunt, passion of secret meetings and romance. His are the spectral hounds,Continue reading “Kings of Seasons”
As long as the day is long
As long as the day is long, I am here. As long as the day is long, so is my patience. As long as the day is long, I ride, As long as the day is long, my hounds follow. Arawn is my name, and I rule the Netherworld. As long as the day isContinue reading “As long as the day is long”
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”
Into the Unknown 