Kestrel's Nest

The Third Year - Harvest
Lammas - Samhain 2005

A very minimal harvest, all things considered....
My sole contribution came to me during the Druid Moontide Retreat.


Sun Song

Inspired by a half-remembered verse from my schooldays...

Sad song singing
  on the boughs beside.
Wind wound winging
  on the tree's trunk tried.
High hope bringing
  as the heart strings sighed

Softly the wind sighs,
  wafting words lightly;
Bringing hope sun-bright
  after darkness' depth.

Knowing the gold feel
  of Sun's bright wonder;
Feeling loss go softly
  as the darkness dies.

As black despairs
  green lives
    and gold revives...

© Angela Grant (Kestrel) 3/9/2005