For today’s post I have decided to share a poem that came to me in a moment of inspiration, and creative liberation! It is also largely inspired by my blog post from yesterday on walking the path of Avalon. This is what the path of Avalon means to me, and I hope you enjoy this poem!
Avalon
Holy, Sacred Isle
Place of Magic, Place of Myth
Where apples grow year round
Where mists envelop forests
Where waters surround and heal
Where people may live long years
Where beauty and mysticism reign
Where nine ladies tend the flame
Where Witches brew
Where Goddess walks
Where Faerie Queens are borne
Where Sovereignty is ensured
Where love is undying
Where owls, starlings, and ravens sing
Where we meet Rhiannon
Where we meet Morgana
Where we meet Guinevere
Where we meet Blodeuwedd
Where we meet Branwen
Where we meet Arianrhod
Where we meet Cerridwen
Where we meet Melusine
Where we are Reborne
Where Arthur slumbers
Where Gwragedd Annwn reside
Do you feel the call?
The call of Avalon!
~I hope you have enjoyed my poem on the magic of Avalon. Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!
White Rose of Avalon 