Another short poem around the rune trees.
Honouring the Rune Trees
Oh Blackthorn that gives us, the
sloe for taste,
And Hawthorn that crowns, fair
heads to be chased.
Oh Oak that gives us, the strength
of Gaia,
Oh Ash that is our, arrow, spear
and fire.
Oh Yew that spared us, from our
foes desires,
Oh Birch
that doth light, our bright Beltaine fires.
We honour you here, in this
woodland glade,
Every root, bower, branch, and
sacred blade.
Copyright Andrew Rea August 2014
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