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The Raven Calls!
Silver moon in the twilight bathes the silent forest in a pale light
Look - the night is breaking in and with the wind comes the raven
He calls to you:
Follow the drumbeat. Come to the fire. It is Beltane!
There on the clearing it flickers,
a lively, blazing fire
With wood, fine resin and with herbs in the smoke
We honor the gods with offerings.
And bright laughter, and chimes, wild drumming and singing,
break the night and the silence
The fire crackles, the flames leap high
And whirling we dance with the sound.
Crowned with blossoms, entwined with herbs,
I too dance in the moonlight.
Like the raven, so free and unbound
I am the messenger of spring!
Where is my companion? My summer prince?
I sense he is searching for me too.
He smells of the forest and cedar wood
Of sweet moss and the black earth.
Now he catches me. Quickly I flee.
So goes the ancient game
Ever faster and quicker we whirl in the dance
Separated and entwined in the reddish light.
The raven calls: It is midnight!
We have found each other
If you catch me, I’ll catch you, If you are mine, I am yours
Tonight we are one and connected.
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Many thanks to dear Parfuma for the sample of this wonderfully inspiring fragrance!
Look - the night is breaking in and with the wind comes the raven
He calls to you:
Follow the drumbeat. Come to the fire. It is Beltane!
There on the clearing it flickers,
a lively, blazing fire
With wood, fine resin and with herbs in the smoke
We honor the gods with offerings.
And bright laughter, and chimes, wild drumming and singing,
break the night and the silence
The fire crackles, the flames leap high
And whirling we dance with the sound.
Crowned with blossoms, entwined with herbs,
I too dance in the moonlight.
Like the raven, so free and unbound
I am the messenger of spring!
Where is my companion? My summer prince?
I sense he is searching for me too.
He smells of the forest and cedar wood
Of sweet moss and the black earth.
Now he catches me. Quickly I flee.
So goes the ancient game
Ever faster and quicker we whirl in the dance
Separated and entwined in the reddish light.
The raven calls: It is midnight!
We have found each other
If you catch me, I’ll catch you, If you are mine, I am yours
Tonight we are one and connected.
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Many thanks to dear Parfuma for the sample of this wonderfully inspiring fragrance!
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6 Comments
If the scent inspired you, it can't be wrong.
I'll add it to my little, modest wish list. ;-))
Set up a Pan, um, trophy.