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.