Weaving the Harvest: A Lammas Poem
<p style=”text-align: center;”>We know that every grain and seed</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Is a record of ancient time,</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>A promise of all that’s yet to be</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>And what I claim as mine.<!–more–></p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>As the grape shall change to become the wine,</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>I change in the cauldron of life.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>I’ll drink of the wine of enchantment</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>And learn from the lessons of strife.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Within all forms is locked the path</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Of future, present and past.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>The Ancient Ones who spin our fates</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Lay blessings on us at last.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Having planted once my future goals</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>They now come to fruition</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>I spoke aloud and Goddess heard</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Giving birth to my ambition</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>In concert work and concert weave</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>New patterns to my life</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>I open heart to greatest good</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>And banish pain and strife.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>On Lughnassadh now I reach to sky</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>My faith on solid ground</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>I welcome Harvest to my life</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Where blessings shall abound.</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>By oat and grain and wheat and corn</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>By Air, Fire, Water, and Earth</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>By sword and chalice, hoof and horn</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>The Harvest now is birthed.</p>
