Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Neither prose or poem

Please read this first as it is my explanation of what follows.

1. This piece of writing concerns my considered thought, knowledge and reflection as such itis neither prose nor poem but offered as my philosophical musings.

2. I feel the need to say this, that my spirituality does not follow any religion or concepts of religious beliefs and that it is Knowledge that is my driving force from ideas created from life-experiences.

He might be my ancient ancestor
that Old God Brenin Llwyd
or even as Gwyn ap Nudd
the Grey King of the mists
who sat on Cader Idris and Eryri.
A powerful figure, a proud deity
seen as a threat to change
by priests of a foreign God.
He must have been popular
for they gave him a bad name.
and bedevilled him with shame.

Strange, their God is All  Love
and in His name came
slaughter and torture of
men, women and children
by fire, rope and sword
so to teach a world their Word.
Experts with cruel imagination
with lessons on fear,devil and sin.
Many years have passed, their priests
are now branded by folly and misdeed.

An awakening has come, for some,
for the Old Gods still live in popular tales 
now that we have learned 
to reverse the meaning and found 
a world alive with fairies, 
elemental energy and the ever living ones.
We embrace now Herbalists, Healers, Diviners
Druids, Seers and Wise Women in praise of children.
No fears of dying and death 
for all is cyclic, with evidence 
from past lives, we all rotate.

© MRL 24-4-2012

1 comment:

  1. I so agree with your musings Mel!! Very Very true!