Hail, Keeper of the Trees!
Hail, Spirits of the Old Ones!
Sinewy strong male beings,
Seductive to those of us
We men who love men.
You who are the living breath of the forest,
You who are the living soul of the wood,
You who raise your arms to the wind,
You who are stripped nude by the autumn
And grow full rainment again in spring,
We honour you today, not merely with words,
But with deeds; we will work the earth
And plant more of you than we cut down.
You give us warmth in winter, and heat for cooking food,
And fruit, and nuts, and most important,
The very air we breathe.
We lust after you for your many gifts,
Handsome ones who cast their spells.
Hail, male dryads of the forest!
We give you honour on this day.
Lughnasa: How to Celebrate the Ancient Celtic Festival – Michael Gilligan (Irish Central, August 1, 2022).
See also the previous posts:
• Harvest Blessings
• A Calendar of Hares
Image 1: Lokiween.
Image 2: Photographer unknown.
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