John Watson

Mabon
By Nancy Venus

Demeter, Demeter in your eye a tear
You won’t see Persephone until next year
Demeter, Demeter, please have no fear
She’s gone to be with Hades, the one she holds dear

Deep in the fields where the grain grows so tall
Standing next to the stalks I feel so small
We look at the leaves and watch them all fall
We give thanks to the Grain God for giving his all

The light and the dark are balanced again
The next time it happens? Ostara, ‘tis when

The days will grow short and the nights will grow long
Merry we meet and sing a harvest song

I’m shedding the bad and collecting the good
picking up acorns as I walk in the wood

I think of the harvest and the year that has passed
I give thanks for the abundance that I have amassed

Demeter, Demeter, don’t shed a tear
Be happy your daughter is with the one she holds dear
Demeter, Demeter it wont be so long
She will return with the robin’s first song

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