Season of Hope
| Taliesin Wordweaver |
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My soul recites the song of the year
I face the fates, release my fear Seed to earth, sun to leaf, Scythe to grain, soul to sky The seasons cycle, the sun goes ‘round, East to west, up to down Health be good, heart be warm, Hand be open, head be clear I weave these words of wisdom to say Good is the gift of gladness today Wood be loom, wool be thread, Weft be soft, warp be strong Green is the grass where the lambs will graze, Bright is the branch where fruits will blaze Cloth be sewn, cloths be warm, Clasp be gold, cloak be long Sow the soil with a certain hand Plant and pluck and reap as planned Roads be smooth, roofs be sound, Rains be kind, roots be deep For time beyond telling, the wheel has turned. For love and laughter and light we yearned Wish be action, wants be met, word be spoken, whisper be heard The seers have sent the secret of old Hope is a hearth when heart goes cold Seed to earth, sun to leaf, Scythe to grain, soul to sky |
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