calan mai
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Ode to the Summer Queen
O’ Summer Queen, lead me through your shining light, let your blossoms grow in my bosom, filling my heart with hope. Your gentle touch, your guiding voice, they lead me through meadows, fresh with blossoming bluebells, and assorted herbs. You enrich the earth when your love falls, a sacrifice for rebirth of the realm. To…
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Calan Mai Comes
You fall, scorched by the Son, taken from us for now. I mourn, head laid low in sorrows, though hope stills in my heart, for I know you will return, hand in hand with your beloved, to come another day. The cycle swings in a circle, summer to winter, departure to return, and back again.…
Little Rabbit's Glen 