Song for Samhain

Ten thousand year we have been here
Ghosts gather near before us
No church, nor king, nor wars they bring
Could keep us from this chorus

Blessings here to spirits near
Blessings to our fields
Blessings for the coming year
At the last turn of the wheel

The groves are ripe and heavy hung
With apples of the harvest
They hold our hope for the season comes
When cold winds blow their hardest

The laden vine with grapes for wine
Will keep us through the winter
It is the time to now divine
For the veil shall not be thinner

In all that's worn and old, and torn
A new life shall inspire
In heat transform, in light reborn
Cast in the Samhain fire

Ten thousand year we have been here
Ghosts gather near before us
No church, nor king, nor wars they bring
Could keep us from this chorus

©2000 Victoria Parks

 

 

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