Lammas

Bless the earth underfoot
the breeze on my neck
the still dawn
the open sky
the feather fall
the beetle climb
the crow call
the swift fly
the cloud drift
the rising sun
the barley field
the river run
the grass seed
the ripe plum.

Bless the toad leap
the thunderclap
the kingfisher and dragonfly
the sunlight dancing on the water
the wild flowers growing in the summer
the meadowsweet
the honey bee
the blackberry moon
the gliding swan
the eyes to see
the ears to hear
are all part of the river’s song.

Bless the seed
on fertile ground
the skylark trill
the morning mist
the hazy heat
the twilight glow
the meteor shower
the midnight kiss
the fields and stones
the Lammas bread
the wheel that turns
that all are fed.

Bless us, Grain Mother
Harvest Queen
Demeter and Persephone
Sun God and John Barleycorn
All that dies shall be reborn

Bless this body
this breath
this good earth
this new day

May our dreams of days and years to come
be blessed by the radiant golden sun.

May abundance be a constant friend
by our hearths ‘til winter’s end.

Blessed Lammas to all

An older poem and blessing I wrote for a community Lammas event a few years ago, later published in The Honey in the Bones. The italicised parts are borrowed with great respect from the old blessings.

Thank you for reading 🧡