The waxing year brings stories of the Holly King
crimson berries his blood upon the snow.
Yuletide songs greeting the golden Oak King
around the fireside just as long ago.
The winter cold has the Earth in it’s trance
in honour of the fallen Holly King
and the Oak King begins his age old dance
and once more our voices in glory sing.
The year is waning in the summer sun
the Oak King’s blood shall lie upon the ground
Victory of the handsome Holly King begun
as the year’s wheel journey’s round.
A Blessed Yuletide and may the peace of the Goddess be ever with you
crimson berries his blood upon the snow.
Yuletide songs greeting the golden Oak King
around the fireside just as long ago.
The winter cold has the Earth in it’s trance
in honour of the fallen Holly King
and the Oak King begins his age old dance
and once more our voices in glory sing.
The year is waning in the summer sun
the Oak King’s blood shall lie upon the ground
Victory of the handsome Holly King begun
as the year’s wheel journey’s round.
A Blessed Yuletide and may the peace of the Goddess be ever with you
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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