Lughnasadh

 

We see by the ear,
that first harvest is here.
The Oak Kings work holds good.

Though now our green man's time has come,
to be put to earth, beneath a weakening Sun.
Although, we've still a journey 'till all harvest's are done.

So tonight we'll feast with happy heart,
we understand what now ends, again will start.
And as darker days approach, we raise a glass, a grateful toast.

Blessings at Lughnasadh to y'all