Midsummer

Yellow
Tiny flowers shaped as stars
Gazing gracefully at the sky
Rough ears of rye
Rocking rythmically in the breeze
Calming cammomile
Fuzzy faces smiling upwards

Blue
Forget-me-nots floating fearfully
On blue grass, green moss
Bluebells waving boldly
At pale cumulus clouds
Lavish ladyfinger shines lilac
Beautiful to behold, deadly though

White
Mellow meadowsweet merging
Into white wild grass
Diffusing delicately
Appetizing aromas into the air
Heavenly scented honeysuckle
Winds white finger round fences

Red
Succulent strawberries stir
Sweet memories of mother
Red currants render flavour
To joyfully juicy jam
Rubyred roses blush boldly
Protected by thick thorns

Green
Pale, powerful, potent, pungent
Deep, dark, dormant, dreamy
Brilliant, bright, blueish, bold
Gorgeous grass, growing wildly
Brightly hued birch leaves beckon
To the green sun in the great sky

Silver
Shiny beech bark
Smooth and soft to the touch
Potent Phagos of the fair foreigner
Bringing bright gifts to the gods
Tawny tiny nuts hidden in thorns
Nourishing shy sojourners in need

The Sun shines warmly
Summer seems so strong
Yet secretly, stealthily, stubbornly
The Dark has come

Let us revel in the heat
Rejoice
Recognize, though, reverently
Dark and light as One
In the depth of the heart

Pain

Emptiness inside
Under the surface despair
Orange flames licking at my soul
Heat devouring my brain

A knot in my stomach
Heart heavy as lead
Hands crushing my windpipe
Eyes can't focus

Breath comes in bursts
Thoughts race through my head
Tear well in my eyes
All is dark, all is bleak

Now I have to choose
Pain
Or
Pain

Yew

Yew

Dark green leaves
Not quite what they seem
My soul to retrieve
I enter a dream

Deep red berries
Full of Sweetness yet hidden
Food of the faeries
Strong poison in the middle

Flaky bark, hues of brown
Strong arms touch the sun
In the woods, in any town
Your voice invokes calm

What is your song?
What is your tale?
Old, ever young
Wisdom's grail

Where?

Where do I go from here?

Walking in the dark woods
Searching for the secret path
Feeling my way forward
Deep doubts, heavy hesitation
And a turbulent trust in life

No clear conviction
Many queries, many questions
Emotions
Sometimes high, sometimes low
Instinctive insights
Sun, moon and stars as guides

Towering trees to indicate east
Grass grows beneath my feet
Your hushed voice in my heart
A glimmer of green - hope
A sliver of silver - joy

Birch

Birch

She walks amongst the wise trees
Light footsteps on leafy forest ground
Silver and black shimmering softly
Dark eyes drinking deeply
Greens and greys of the quiet woods

Her slender figure sways lightly
Fingers fluttering with emotion
Deep breaths make her drowsy
Dark eyes shining brightly
With excitement and elation

A bird settles on her shoulder
Softly singing to her ear
Black wings stroke the bark
Of Birch
Lady of the woods
Lady of the wild
Lady of the wind

Lime Tree

Lime Tree

Old, wise friend of words
Standing tall on the hill top
Branches spread out broadly
Dark wood deeply hued

Spring comes slowly
Sap is rising steadily
Soon buds will burst
Reveal light green leaves

Voice lifted in vigorous song
Deep tones drumming
Warm sounds welling up
Harmony hails the land

Sunlight stroking me
Through tiny leaves
Deep green and golden light
Fill my soul, free my spirit

Imbolc

Pure water on white pebbles

Whispering softly wordless songs

Melting snow sighing in melancholy

trickling down tree trunks

Sunlight painting shining patterns

On thawing soil's secret thrust

Tiny tips of silvery snowdrops

Shyly show their emerald elegance

Musty smell of spongy mushroom

Fades slowly before flowers of spring

Airy aroma of delicate dreams

Weave Bridhe's perfume into the world