A Hymn to Ningal

To you, strong dark one

Lady of the sullen Moon

Mother of sun and star and ocean storm

Daughter of the sky

Sorceress of the reeds

For you I left my glass to sing

You who come in the grasses and in the wild places

You who bless with pale cool light

You who whisper in the calmness of the evening wind as it gently runs fingers through the reeds

To you I cry a song of joy

You you give your cool air a company of gentle blue

You who sing songs with night time bugs

You who guard the river bank

You who’s breasts nurture the form of stuff of the home

To you Ningal, I sing!

Great lady be exalted!

Written: Alluttu 17, 12018 H.E.