What stranger in turmoils touch made bled
by bone, by sword, by roan
in skins own fever made whole
bound by rowan and switch
kiss me in glade
found in the slipping mist
called by lips
full of midnight and nightshade
Samhain
On waking
Dance with me among the pines
Drink from the golden cup
All my enemies are now thine
And all my allies too
Eat with me this leaven bread
Drink with me this wine
All fears and sorrows have now fled
Before the graceful hart
Dance with us
Kindred and kine
Bound and boundary
Between Breathe and rime
Sing to us our joining
All bravely made
All dreams defied
But dreams must end
‘Ere memories fled
But, In our wake
Wisdom bind
To dream within a dream
Pelgris 