The 'F' Word

When Willow and I met up with Sable recently, it was commented that we were fur, feather and fronds all twined together; this moved on to finding 'F' words for each of us, and thinking that there must be a song in there somewhere! No song has appeared yet, unless someone else has found it, but here's a little poem to start things off; Persephone darling, you have proved the hardest for me to fit in, but as the newest mother here, and closest to the Goddess for that, I have used Family for your F word. If you prefer something else, lat me know what it is and I will rewrite!

The 'F' Word

Wolf fur and willow frond,
Hold us in a sacred bond.

Owl feather, crow feather,
Wing to wing through any weather.

Faery-dust and dragon flame,
Honouring the Lady's name.

Motherlove for family,
Tie us to our ancestral tree!

Blossom of Ostara

We call to thee, Blessed Starchild,
Cast off the veil of childhood
Take the dress anew, The Flower Maiden.
Beautiful Lady of Flowers,
Your laughter bursts forth blossom
Frothing pastels of fragile exquisiteness
Bohemian Princess crowned with coronets of wild flowers
The blood rises within you, brings blush to thy cheeks of damask rose
Be with us, Come to us
May we celebrate thy transition on this Ostara
From sweet Starchild, to Maiden of the Flowers.