The Cailleach - Samhuinn / Samhain Poem for the Grove
of the Peaceful Earth 2017
Her hair is of an ashen grey,
Her voice, it summons cold,
she grabs at branches, shakes down leaves
which fall like sheets of gold.
She is not a harsh destructor,
She’s just nurturing the land,
She has got it all pre-planned.
She knows the full rotation,
we die, but then reborn,
she knows that out of darkness,
will come a bright new dawn.
She blocks the light and summons dark,
Casts shadows across the land,
Yet, she walks right there beside you
Just reach out and take her hand.
You have no need to fear her,
for she will guide you through that dark,
She may look worn and haggard
yet she is so very sound of heart.
She tells you “Harness darkness child,
take your time to look within
reflect upon you journey
where did it all begin?
Give thanks to all your ancestors
For it is they who gave you life
whether you be daughter,
a husband, son or wife
We are all made up of fragments
Of those who have gone before,
And those who came before us
came from the brightest star".
This woman is the wise old crone,
The Cailleach, of millennia and more
She’ll warm you with her wisdom
Not chill you to the core.
So at this time of Samhain,
walk with this lady grey,
reflect your way through the darkened times
until the bright of day.
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