Thirty night of Well Being – night 16- Rowan 1

Tonight we move in the Gaelic calendar from the Birch tree to the Rowan.

I’m sharing a poem, over 3 nights, by poet, Hilary Llewellyn-Williams entitled, ‘Rowan/Luis’

The invitation is to find a Rowan on these damp grey days and connect with the potent buds growing on her wood.

January 21st – February 17th

Bride put her finger in the river

On the feast day of Bride,
And away went the hatching mother of the cold.
(Gaelic prayer)

The roaring is loud and brown.
I hold water in the cup of my hand
It warms to my touch like blood

But I dare not put my feet into the flood;

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