Friday, April 30, 2021

Spring Song (30 April 2021)


“All that wander are not lost.”[*]
     “The woods are free to roam.”
From trunkless trees to evenbreeze,
    true cypers flow in the loam.                            1

Sprouting vines and yellow Coltsfeet
give to wanderers their route.
Paths that glisten in the Moonlight
call to walkers in delight.                                      2
  
Over dell and down through hillsides
groots and roots, tipple and frost
grant us visions in our ley-strides
weaving fey-lines for the lost.                              3

Crocuses and daffodils shine
for all those sauntering clear_
Each flower petal like blue wine
invigorating spirits near.                                      4

And when the solemn night rains fall
fissures open; owls call—
Sweet life fills the cracks of power,
sending electric shocks through all!                   5

Tulips and Daffodils spring up
calling true Faery Bells
into blossom, in haunted woods_
their doors in trunks ajar.                                   6

May Apples push up from below;
their question is to show
the verdant power of the Earth
as Spring Songs gloam their worth.                  7

Until Black Snakeroots show their heads
Spring is sung in wildwoods
near and far, and in the close reach_
                of every earthen door!                        8
So mote it be.








[*] Slightly transposed reference to the line from Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, “Not all those who wander are lost.”

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