AUTUMN EQUINOX-MABON

Oh, my lover, you are gone once more,

To the deep, dark depths, ‘neath my lady’s core,

The underworld where the shadows grow,

The never-ending water of rivers flow,

I am the grim-reaper, I have cut you down,

When all is abundant, at the height of your crown,

Made of vine and ivy, your entity entwined,

Of spiralling trees, reincarnation to find,

After hard work and toil and tilling the earth,

The completion of harvest brings forth new birth,

Of fruit and flower and seed and grain,

We consecrate then scatter again.

Oh, my lover, you have gone to ground,

A heart-felt sacrifice I am bound,

In shrouds of green, blue, yellow and white,

I turn within to fading light,

To join you on an inner journey and quest,

So that we may seek wisdom and balance at their best,

And change, transformations must take place,

For future harmony, we embrace,

Through the darkness and coldness of months to come,

We are the state of equilibrium,

So we gently sink; submerge to a new energy phase,

When the nights grow longer, with shortening days.

Oh, my lover, you are not gone for good,

You begin your rest as the sun-god should,

I am your friend, not your traitor,

I helped guide you across your celestial equator,

You helped to grow the world’s great fare,

With help from friends; earth, water and air,

The work is done, gathered and stored,

Smiling faces at a winter’s hoard,

The fields and meadows soon bare and brown,

Things will now start a winding down,

One and all, they yield and transcend,

With sap in the trees, he doth descend.

Oh, my lover, we are whole, we are half,

We are creation, destruction, we are sad, we’er a laugh,

We are good, we are bad, we are dark and light,

In the depths of mother earth, we are blind but have sight,

It’s our second nature, our intuitive selves,

Put pollution and hatred back on the shelves,

We are clean, fresh air and love to the core,

We are peace, we are unrest, but we are not war,

We are loud, we are soft, we whisper, we shout,

But here we must give thanks to which sustains us throughout,

Oh, my lover, the life and unity we bring,

I’ll see you again, we will awaken in spring.

Andrea Gibbons

Autumn Equinox 2006

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