VxPoem ID: 27626
Posted: March 24th. 2007 6:46:43 AM
by Cernunnos Poetry
Age Group: Adult
She lives there at the very edge
where the forest meets the field
Advancing lines there in the sand
to which the ploughs of men must yield
She is prepared to take back grey cities
when, from roads and sidewalks, traffic lacks
She'll reclaim the concrete when her children
find their foot-holds, growing in the cracks
But for now She peacefully proliferates
She just makes music, dancing in the wind
She is ambivant to your troubled world
She cares not how much you've sinned
When you are plunged back into wilderness
You will want to know Her, and Her pride
For even though She will not nourish you
She can be a powerful friend and guide
She can help you find some sustenance
Food, warmth, and comfort She'll bestoweth
But you'll still need to know the difference
'tween sweet Morchella and Angel O'Death
You can eat and dance among the faerie rings
that She watches over through a Merlin eyas
But if you do, you'll need to know some things:
like poison Clitocybe 'tis found 'midst Morasmius
If you survive into the coldest months of winter
when its just some warmth that you'll desire
She'll return the Respect you finally show Her
with enough dry sticks to feed your little fire
When, my friend, you find you also need a spear
She will give you wood that's easy carving
She will even lead you to kill the very deer
that she has kindly fed to keep from starving...
Come spring She'll also feed our brother Bear
even though he took one of Her youngest deer
She will lend the Goshawk then a nesting house
Even though he stole most of her winter Grouse
In dry summer you'll be glad to find Her standing
beside a soft wet meadow and a little bit o' water
With luck you'll find wild parsnip at this landing
...unless you confuse it with Cicuta maculata...
She is prepared to take back your cities
When the road and sidewalk traffic's thinned
But for now She's beautifully proliferating
'Just making music, dancing in the wind
Author's Notes: I wrote this poem some time ago... under rather mysterious circumstances. It's meaning is clearer to me now... it is a protection poem. Or maybe its just about a tree: trembling aspen.
Mother Earth I humbly bow to thee...
Author's Location: Rural Central, Ontario
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