Tachwedd

Summer’s End turns November
And autumn turns to winter
While the sprits remember
As in the fires logs splinter

The veil no more intervenes
Between the dead and living
And the circle reconvenes
Then and now in thanksgiving

In dance and song celebrate
Beginning the year anew
Divining runes calculate
And to days past bid adieu

© JG Farmer 2017
Form: Ae Freslighe

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