Mabon...

The ancient serpent gathers me into her folds
And carries me aloft into the reddened sky
Past the flames in which Her laughing passion
Reaps the harvest from land in smoke and ash

Thrice about the winding labyrinth
On that gale swept coastal cliff
Falling between the worlds upon the ship
Diving amongst the spray and spume
With hands upon the fallen Lord
The sail burns bright into the night

Upon the Isle of Apples
Amongst the orchards clothed in mist
I called for the Myrddn to show the Way
Only crazed satire from the dense thickets
And swine rushing to and fro in the fog
I turned and walked the twisted path alone

The Master of the Hunt tracks me down
Pressing the blade’s tip to my throat
Do you fear Me?
I fear no Gods anymore, the Goddess’s covenant
Trickles through my veins
I am Shadow, nothing yet more
Until the dawn swallows me again
The nightshade's leaves glisten
The stream steals through the night
A whisper, a promise, a silent step
And I am gone