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Thoughts at Samhuinn
As heavens fire burns slowly down, and trees begin to sleep,
as berries swell and acorns fall, then Earth prepares for winters deep.
Swallows have left for African sun, Whooper Swans arrive,
Dormice sleep cocooned in nests whilst hardier animals thrive.
The harvest is in and apples are stored, cattle are safe in their Byres,
provision is made for the long lean days, sagas are told by the fires.
Summers flowers are memories now, hips and haws remain,
leaf-fall covers the forest floor, returning their goodness, the soil to reclaim.
The Summers warm and balmy days are just a distant dream,
as Autumn mists and Winter storms bring weather less serene.
But do not grieve for the times which are gone, give thanks for The Mothers plan,
savour this time of resting and sleep, prepare to return where first you began.
For the wheel is turning as ever it did, and ever it will remain,
as we travel from birth, through life and death, and wait to be born again.
Aiden Antony Doyle (www.bardic.org)
Call for Peace
May there be peace in the East
May there be peace in the South
May there be peace in the West
May there be peace in the North
May there be peace throughout
the whole world
