Tuesday, October 24, 2017

All Saints, Souls, Samhain

All Souls, Saints, Samhain
 and the Dead

End of harvest, the reap
Long evenings grow long and deep;
Time for our stories bold,
Ancient as the night is old.

Listen

The Tuatha de Dannan
That linger beyond the veil;
Between the worlds so thin
They cross into our din.
To lure one to dine on plates of gold,
And disappear into the fold.
For years and years…

Beware

Offerings, feasting, festival and more
Honor those that come back to the door.
For one night, for one day
Welcome both the kin and the fey.

Honor

As we all that live get grey
The young we need to pay,
With several treats
Some of them sweets
Because it hold the fearful at bay!!!!


Pray for the Dead 

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