bairnsidhe: (Writing Under Glass)
bairnsidhe ([personal profile] bairnsidhe) wrote2020-09-07 08:31 pm
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The Harvest

 This poem was prompted by [personal profile] ng_moonmoth on the Writing Under Glass event
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The land ages and matures

The crops ripen and ready

The air hints at the winter to come


We celebrate the year

We celebrate the harvest

We prepare for what comes next


We recall the dead

We cut the sheaves

We cook the food we gather

We know it will not last forever


We bring the Gods home

We shower them with love

We hope that they stay with us


The harvest is for celebration

The harvest is for hope

The harvest is for preparing to survive



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