In preparation for winter
she stands, flour dusted, in the heart
of her home.
Tired hands performing
from flour and milk and yeast.
She repeats the motions
(turn, draw in, push out)
order is achieved.
She, and the living slab
rests a moment
she to reflect, it to rise.
Turning to the fire she takes in
and gives form to her regrets.
Committing them to
Each then rests a moment
in her floured fingertips
before falling upon the embers
to be cast into smoke
carried away from her heart.
Looking forward now she shapes harvest loaves
speaking blessings unto the Divine.
“Autumn brings another year to close
and release to regrets and woes.
Draw near those who watch over me
I offer bright blessings to thee.
Danu, Mother Earth
Horned God, Earth Father
I welcome your presence
and thank you for your blessings.
Cerridwen and Cernnunos
Guardians of Nature, of the Crossroads
of Inspiration and Knowledge
I am blessed by your gifts
and invite you to remain at my hearth.
Lugh, Sun King
especially do I thank you
and wish you safe passage in these
your dying nights.
I greet thee all, Great Ones
and set my table with your bounty.”
With this invocation she prepares her feast
begun with bread
the fruit of her labors given form.
Written with inspiration from Poetry Jam, which asks us to write something magical, and from Light Words, who brings us Wonder Wednesdays – this week was Season of Ripening.
Linked up at With Real Toads for Open Link Monday (6/30/12)