Silver Lady
Over-hill and under-hill, above the moonlit starry skies, on this tor i sit and watch the magic shadows rise. Silver lady cast your spell. Silvery light where shadows dwell. Sacred circle, stardust light, energies woven into the night. Into the green you seek to go, drumbeats vibrate in the earth below. Into the womb, void of light, feel her caress in this your rite. Love and warmth in mothers arm, safe and happy, free from all harm. Feel the nwyfre flow in you, awakening of senses you now attune. Let your spirit fly freely, over, rock, land, turf and sea. Dance with the stars, sing with the moon. Chant the Awen spiritual tune. As above so below, balance in all things to behold. Awoken, now born of earth, Raven's Grove awaits in mirth. Brothers and sisters a merry clan are we, born of derwen root, branch and tree.
By
Penny Young
