Lughnasadh Poem

Lughnasadh Poem

Between the peaks of the sun’s golden height

To the browning leaves and fading light

Lies the thresh hold between the summer and autumn

A day to harvest the fruits from Nature’s bosom

A day to reap what you’ve sewn

A day to eat what you’ve grown

The taste of our labors sweet on our lips

And heavy baskets on our hips

Lugh the shining one stands bright and tall

His long arm extended, his hand grasps all

But now he sits in the shade of his mother

Ending one season, bringing in another

I give thanks for the fruits of light and reason

And hope for yet another successful season

Burying my dreams within the fertile earth

And awaiting our mother’s next healthy birth

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