I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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26 August 2017

We Gathered in the Sacred Grove

We then fanned out into the forest, each of us picking a tree:
our brothers and sisters who, like us, love you, Goddess of Light.

Goddess of Shining Light, we see your radiance; let it be
that which awakens us from the fearsome horrors of the night.

You are arising and shining, Goddess of the Forest. See,
we are here, who adore you – you limpid flame, you flaring bright.

Each of us stands with a tree, side by side, sharing all we be.
It is a custom here, and so it seems to us good and right.

We sing with strong voices; our breath, helped by the trees, pouring free.
Joining together to love you, we become one in your sight.

This ancient ceremony
is yours: oh love, oh delight!


Written for the Meme prompt at 'imaginary garden with real toads': using the 7th sentence on page 13 of a handy book as inspiration for a love poem.

The first line of this poem is the sentence, or as much of it as was on the page. The book (read as an ebook, so page numbers don't necessarily conform to the paperback edition) is
Fairies of the Wild Wild Moon by Vyvyan Ogma Wyverne. It seemed fitting, given the source, to make this a love poem to the Goddess.

It also seems to fit with Poets United's Midweek Motif ~ Nature: Her Words

And it's an attempt at the chanso form recently aired at Poetic Asides.

12 comments:

  1. I have this lovely image of toads croaking away at night worshiping the moon as the goddess of light. A clever take on the theme.

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  2. Your poem is a subtle reminder of how important the natural world is for our continued existence. "It is good and right" but sadly so many humans have lost that connection and are putting us all in danger.

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  3. This is a wonderful prayer... maybe something easier to gather around than an abstract intervening God

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  4. This is so incredibly beautiful, Rosemary!💘 Especially love; "We sing with strong voices; our breath, helped by the trees, pouring free. Joining together to love you, we become one in your sight. This ancient ceremony is yours: oh love, oh delight!" Beautifully executed!💘

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  5. I love 'sacred grove', as well as the worshipers of light, the world so needs today: "We sing with strong voices; our breath, helped by the trees, pouring free. / Joining together to love you, we become one in your sight." The lines are almost like a prayer.

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  6. What a lovely hymn of praise!

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  7. Each one of us stands, with a tree side by side.......I am reminded of the BISHNOIS, a religious sect who worship , guard and take care of Nature as their own kids.

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    1. I have not heard of this sect before – but obviously they are worth hearing of. If only we all did that!

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  8. Very beautiful prayer of praise and reverance

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  9. And a Goddess of Shining Light is badly needed right now. Your form is wonderful, so well done.

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  10. This is so beautiful and wonder-full. Sigh.

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  11. A lovely psalms to the light - "limpid flame, you flaring bright."

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