rise and root



The Flame Haired Solstice Dreamer

Cold winter brings the Everfrost and jewels every tree
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
A flame~haired dreamer wanders there and shelters from the wind
And spins her dreams around the trees to break the ties that bind
She takes her thread and spins anew and how the Greenwood smiles
As she spins a spell for freedom and for her spirit Wylde

The dreamer finds an ancient oak and shelters in his lee
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
Tis summer now and birdsong weaves its magick through her spells
And humming bees drum drowsily in the foxglove's bells
The dreamer sits beneath the oak with yarn upon her knee
And spins and knits and weaves her dreams and sets her spirit free

"When birds fall from the sky and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people...shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. they will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow"

Hopi Prophecy

Beltaine~Lá Bealtaine

for some today marks the begining of summer~the solstice a matter of weeks away~and everywhere new life is springing up, suddenly, almost with a blink of the eye i find myself surrounded by differing shades of green and the various colors of the flowers.

when we lived in bournemouth, although it was only a small city, we were surrounded by houses, hotels, shops and thinking back now i realise how little green we had around us~from our windows i could
see only few trees~i could literally count them on one hand! it was easy to lose the seasons, seasons were followed by the tourists flooding down to the beach, the arrival of the exchange students.
then we moved to dorset where we were surrounded by trees and the cycle of life became much easier to follow~

then returning to the new forest, where life is even more peaceful~no tractors going to and from the fields on our doorstep! we have no sound of passing traffic to disturb us here in our little corner so this morning i woke early to the sun streaming in the bedroom and nothing but the multitudes of birdsong coming through the open window.

so how will i spend today?
i free day~i finished my latest essay and so i am giving myself some freedom today.
the sky is now full of different shades of grey and it doesnt look as if i will see anymore blue sky and sun today~

*blessings to you this beltain~however you spend your day*


miss*R said...

I saw a show on tv last night.. one of the River Cottage autumn shows.. in Dorset. It looks gorgeous.. hedgerows, etc, etc.. something I can only dream of.

Samhain here for me..

mama p said...

Happy Beltaine! Thanks for the 2 lovely posts. I'm in a forest like yourself-- and it's such a blessing to be able to live within the seasons so fully.

Pearl said...

Thank you so much for posting the lovely spring photos. This time last year I was in England enjoying walking round the lanes of Buckinghamshire and Devon entranced by the wonderful spring growth. As much as I love my NZ life after nigh on forty years I still miss walking along the English country lanes.

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle

Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France