Pan Pipes

Having watched the movie "Spirit of Albion" last night, here is a suitable themed poem related to that, and the Midsummer just past...

Pan Pipes
 
The sacred grove, wind in the tree:
Sea shells marking out the land;
Deiseil we walk, round times three,
Setting forth out the time so planned
 
The sacred grove, wind in the tree:
Small fire is burning in the heart;
Priestess welcomes, you and me;
Open the corners, play our part
 
The sacred grove, wind in the tree:
Old gods come, blessings bring,
Breeze on face, so free, so free!
Now the sacred melody sing
 
The sacred grove, wind in the tree:
Only the eyes of faith can see