Gifts

And the Bard said to the Lady

“I have gifts for you.

I give you the sun at it rising to glow in your heart

I give you the moon at its fullest to fill your life with magic

I give you the poetry of the babbling brook

Flowing through meadows of wild flowers

I give you the perfume of roses and honeysuckle

As the sun kisses them in summer

I give you palette of Autumn

With its every changing colors

I give you winter with its crystalline beauty

And the wonders of spring

I give you the gift of fertility so that everything you touch

Grows for the good of all.

I give you the power and the immortality

Of my unconditional love never to leave you.

But there is something I cannot give you

Even one such as I with power at his disposal

I can never give you disappointment.

8/27/2009 9:21 PM