Saturday 22 September 2012

Mabon

Mabon

Now gather the fruits of your labours,
and squirrel them away.
We've reached a moment of equilibrium,
soon night will conquer day.

Harvest home is again upon us,
we've passed this way before.
Give gratitude for natures bounties,
as we fill our winter stores.

An old God rejoins his Goddess,
their work together almost done.
We've gathered grain, we gather fruits,
with one more harvest to come.

A Holly King now rules our roams,
a chill wind stalks the thinning stands.
Nature's preparing for dormancy,
for hibernations sleep is soon at hand.

So, as our woodland changes colour,
and nature goes to ground.
We celebrate, reflect and relax,
 
give thanks and dance around.

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