From'a distant time long ago
When the light of the Celts were all over this land
A song is heard
A deep and mournful song
Of lament, torture and suffering
Why does the sound of the forest soothe?
Because many a woman spent time there in yesteryear
All we really have left of Britain are the ancient woodlands,
the sacred sites and Our ancestral memories
It is so sad to look around Britain in this day and age
Seeing so little of true Britain in any way
Where have Our Celtic roots gone?
Why have they disappeared without a trace?
Please if you care like I do
Help Celtic Woman to speak
However mournful Her cry?
Let your ears be to the ground
Let the winds blow a merry tune
And walk solemnly and carefully where angels tread
Let us be again at one with the lands, the seas and the skies of Our countries
For it is true of every land I am sure
Let Us hear the truth of the ancestors
Let Us listen carefully and help restore what we have lost
That was once so dear.
As we look upon the priestess above, let us revere the Goddess and All Her ways with respect and with true reverence praise
Thank you for reading my thoughts in this passage and I hope you too believe in the ways of your ancestors for it is they that truly created the world we hold dear here in Britain as Celtic Women.
Blessed Be
