solstice song – 2013
now ride the darkness and the flame
dark hair streaming
sifting the darkness
with starlit eyes
petals fall in this lean wind
bless us
with a touch of your wings
bless us with wings
return to us, your arms loaded with blossoms
O Primavera Eurydice Tara of darkness
scatter your blossoms as you scatter us
now we huddle eating sour seeds and bitter leaves
wearing the skins of our brothers and sisters
talking the hunt chanting the sacrifice
purged by the fire is soon to say
but what to do with the ashes
something stirs there
shimmering through the dust and mist of time
these inner voices awaken
in the arms of mother breath
lady we offer ourselves
we offer ourselves to you
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