The Druids

The Druids

By Windstorm Kells ©2001

 

Gathering in ancient groves of Ash and Oak

Standing in the freezing rain getting soaked

Chanting about things of long time old

Or a story or two is told

 

Celebrating the holidays of unknown time

Singing, chanting in complete rhyme

Igniting the huge holy bonfire

It blazes to life like a funeral pyre

 

In the eerie silence, as it burns to ground

Ashes, sparks are thrown all around

Fire meets the first rays of morning light

The power rose for the sun, after midnight

 

Druids are what they are called

It has been disrespected, completely wronged

For few even say they are evil this day

Conspired belittled in what they say

 

Filids were healers of old

Poetry, healing art like gold

Never against anyone’s will

For the good of all, merry meet, merry fill

 

Protectors of the land they were known

Judging fair, intelligently they were shown

Through all natures happening they see

To the Otherworld they hold a key

 

Protecting the clan from harmful intent

Trees, to their will, bent

Gentile to animal, children so small

Giving to kin, stranger, entrance to their hall

 

So you see

Druids are warm, loving, and free

Never claimed to know all

But listen to the wisdom sings its call

 

Mother sings for her protectors of old

So come ye faithful, be so bold

Listen to the ancient ways in stories

Deed and trial within all theories

Peace be with you!

 

Reviews

[Celtic Cat]

OH........... I LOVE THIS!!! Sorry to stop here before reviewing the other piece.. .but this caught my eye!!
You make me want to start reading all my Druid books again and getting back into my Celtic roots!! thanks for that... it's been a very long time. Next time I walk in the woods... I'm going to listen for the wisdom in the breeze and trees!!
This piece is great. Thanks so much for writing and posting!!

[Maria Retz]

If we could all just respect each other, instead of calling those things we are ignorant to evil...

Great poem, I enjoyed it :)

[Rhiannon Dragonraine]

Oh Wow! I got the chills as I read this! Wonderful use of imagery and a couplet. I love the flow and that rhythm it is entrancing as well I know such rituals can be! This is a wonderful look into worlds and cultures most do not see.

"Celebrating the holidays of unknown time

Singing, chanting in complete rhyme

Igniting the huge holy bonfire

It blazes to life like a funeral pyre"

I loved this line and it had me completely hooked. Great job!
Brightest Blessings and Warmest Wishes
Rhiannon

[~amanda~]

wow the structure and rhyme of this poem is fantastic! you obviously have a great vocabulary and you put it to good use! thank you so much for sharing!