Tuesday, September 1, 2009

A Fall Poem

Alban Elfed
the air is different today
the wind sings with a new tone
sighing of changes
the harvest gathered
a flower, a nut
some mead, and bread
a candle and a prayer
returning the fruits
in thanksgiving
to the grove
and receiving
it's blessing

1 comment:

comfrey cottages said...

I love this poem ! and the photo! is there a story behind it?