The last harvest

The underworld has sent her queen
To lead the merry dance
And how resplendent she appears
Her nature to enhance
Each year it’s the last harvest
A dance of dying souls
The grain the fruit the animals
All or some our goals

The goddess with her sickle
Collects the ears and seed
The apples hang in bunches
Each rosy blush indeed
Pormona raises spirits
The children come to be
All part of the musings
Of the winter harmony

The slayings some will do them
The sacrifice can be
Massive on the altar
Of the goddess riding free
Life feeds on life
Whatever fed on sun and rain
Will feed us through
The darkness and endure
The cool refrain

More of us are now feeling
The wrath that some do feel
As darkness comes to mornings
And the afternoons
To reveal
to them the time
Is coming for their own end to be
And thus no doubt
They enter their time
Of tragedy

For it is the last harvest
The blood harvest some say
But it is not a blood harvest
For me now anyway
For me it’s grains and fruits
THat do fulfill my need to be
Taking on the darkness of the Winter
That we see

A time to think of the ancestors
That walk ed the path before
And the need for us to also be
Good ancestors for sure
To lay a path for others
Who will look upon us and
Who taught us to be frugal
On this green and pleasant land

The great curtain descendeth
And all the world appears
To be clothed in its aura
And gradually it clears
We can and should remember
The ancestors who plyed
The world we now ply gracefully
Until they day they died

Standing in our circle
With the sentinels around
With the frost now gaining energy
To whiten all the ground
It is now within all of us
To enjoy the hearty food
To warm ourselves beside the fire
With winter surplus stewed

Let’s feel the want of warming
Let’s the storming vanquish so
As we sit inside our sweet cocoons
And Watch the falling snow
Settle on the rooftops
And remember in the eaves
We share our warmth with other friends
For rising heat achieves

A solace for the feathered souls
Who sought out our abode
To nestle in the darkness
To just unload their load
To share the warmth that’s rising
In the shadows high
Who also share the wheel life
Underneath the sky