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The hosts/ Three by three

Cold is the windThat comes from the west,Dark are the skies:Nuada rides. Cold is the windThat comes from the north,Dark are the skies:The Allfather rides. Cold is the windThat comes from the southDark are the skies:Gwyn ap Nudd rides. Cold is the windThat comes from the eastDark are the skies:The three hosts ride. Three byContinue reading “The hosts/ Three by three”

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”

Does it…?

Does it ever stop –The longing?Dreaming in the night? Does it ever stop-BelievingIn the cloudless sky?.. Does it ever stop-The hopingFor the better days? Does it ever stop-Not stoppingWishing to remain?.. Does it ever stop-I wonder –Praying to be heard? Does it ever stop-Not leavingIn the face of wars?.. Bards will sing,And songs will riseContinue reading “Does it…?”

Taliesin’s song/ Peace

We shall have peace,For it is the strife of our hearts.We shall have peaceFor it rings in our blood.We shall have peaceFor it brings us togetherInstead of wars. We shall have peace.For we sing itWe shall have peaceFor we came to bring it.We shall have peaceFor it makes us human-Kings and preachers alike. We shallContinue reading “Taliesin’s song/ Peace”

Aye, the times will change

Aye, the times will change,But some things shall remainIn bracken, in dust,In dying embers. The walls will crumble,The names shall be forgotten,The music shall cease,The kings shall be no more. Aye, the times will changeBut some things shall remainIn ruins, in stones,In memories of old. The sun will come outAt the hour foretold,The moon willContinue reading “Aye, the times will change”

Of witches, raindrops and fallen leaves

Tell me of witches and fallen leaves, sing me of Calan Mai. Tell me of raindrops and silks so fine, tell me of love that heals. Sing me of witches that color the leaves from green into golden and red. Sing me of raindrops that shine like the stars, sing me of sunshine that clearsContinue reading “Of witches, raindrops and fallen leaves”

Blessing of the plants/ Cerridwen’s song #2

I blessing give of all that grows, Of ancient wisdom of the root, Of sacred knowledge of the stem, Of beauty hidden in the leaf. I give you blessing of the twelve That strengthen, nourish, Calm and teach, Of sacred herbs of magic Lore. To thee I give the heather sweet To celebrate the Awen’sContinue reading “Blessing of the plants/ Cerridwen’s song #2”

Blessing of the stars/Cerridwen’s Song #1

Blessing of the stars I give you, Blessing of the moon. Oh my child, fast asleep, Child reborn, child of magic, My radiant child, cauldron born. Blessing of the sun I give you, Blessing of the clouds. My child, my wondrous child, Who bears no name and all names, My child of tears and joy.Continue reading “Blessing of the stars/Cerridwen’s Song #1”