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Lordsong/ladysong
(c)1987, Shadow
and the Rocky Mountain Pagan Journal
FOR HE WILL CALL THE LEAVES IN THE FALL
I rear my shaggy head, sleepy from my long rest
TO FLY THEIR COLORS BRIGHTLY
to a challenge of spiced air and rattling breath
WHEN HEAT IS LOST HE PAINTS WITH FROST
Clean cold gives me life and I rise and cry out with joy
HIS SILVER TOUCHES LIGHTLY
As his gaze caresses me
HE GREETS THE DAY IN THE DANCE OF THE MAY
Desire stirs in me and I pull my limbs free of sleep and dance behind him
WITH RIBBONS ROUND ABOUT HIM
I will color him with the rainbow and sprinkle stars before his feet
WE EAT THE CORN AND DRINK FROM HIS HORN
I will brew sweet mead to pour before him
WE WOULD NOT BE WITHOUT HIM
and my love will be the libation.
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OH SHE WILL BRING THE BUDS IN THE SPRING
I am called from deepest tide to highest hill
AND LAUGH AMONG THE FLOWERS
I fly on whisper's wing, careering to the sound of laughter.
IN SUMMER'S HEAT HER KISSES ARE SWEET
I will touch the sun and bring her its gold
SHE SINGS IN LEAFY BOWERS
To weave amongst the silver notes of the song
SHE CUTS THE CANE AND GATHERS THE GRAIN
i am hers for the reaping, spilling my blood to give her life
WHEN FRUITS OF FALL SURROUND HER
Becoming flesh with her flesh, body and body together
HER BONES GROW OLD AND WINTERY COLD
When she draws into herself to prepare for the turning of the wheel
SHE WRAPS HER CLOAK AROUND HER
I will be there
__ Shadow
* Thanks to Gwydion Pendderwen and Artemisia