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Celtic Poems: "Praise Her" by Steve Hynd


Praise the golden Queen of May
The sunburst in a daisy chain.
She is the pure, white ruler of spring,
The sacrifice of Beltane,
Leading the unicorn in token of her pledge,
Her marriage to the power prince,
Majestic in his chariot drawn by white aurochs.
From her loins stems new, green growth,
The rebirth of the land, Clas Myrddin.

Praise the auburn Empress of August,
The bronze in every leafy speartip.
She is the fertile mother of autumn,
The glorious fire of Lughnasadh.
Rolling with the taran-wheel down sunburnt slopes,
Harvesting the wheat filled fields.
Mistress of the dragon king,
Proud beneath his pennant at the hosting time.
From her breast flows the harvest of plenty,
The milk and honey of the land, Clas Myrddin.

Praise the silver hag of cold November,
The dark under every towering crag.
She is the huntress, wild witch of winter,
The howling wind of Samhain,
Blighting with the storm the minds of men.
Lover of the horned Wild One,
Shreiking at the head of his unseely host.
From her tongue fall spells aplenty,
The magic and the might of the land, Clas Myrddin.

Praise her in her myriad forms.

A Quote from "Celtic Sprite" :

Steve Hynd is a Scotsman and life-long pagan who writes poetry collected at his page on deviantART. All rights reserved by the author and published under his kind permission 

The gold and green Goddess pentacle featured in this post is an original design by
and his company, Naumaddic Arts at
 http://www.cafepress.com/naumaddicarts 
All rights reserved by the author and published under his kind permission
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