( a poem for Samhein, Jane, and Shaker Aamer)
Today after waking early,
I noticed the trees of life,
natures guardians with deep roots,
watchers of time and presence,
as I carry feelings of love,
raptured forms of ecstasy,
that are not illegal to possess.
I cross a bridge in Aberteifi,
no longer does its river,
entice me to plunge into its depths,
today a day of celebration,
as the veil between the worlds of life and
death lift.
I will travel soon. to see my beloved,
gentle soul, beautiful companion,
currently stuck in hospital in West Wales,
as I remember the dead, still look after the living,
as precious petals cast away doubt,
on this spinning whirling day of divination.
As Hecate Queen of the witches,
walks with Persephone,
deep in the underworld,
above ground,
I drift in this world,
of light and air.
I walk with beauty,
she draws me close,
from afar,
two heartbeats ,
of companionship,
journeying together,
side by side in unity.
And today I rejoice for another reason,
Shaker Aamer the last British resident,
of Guantanamo Bay prison camp,
has been set free, home again where he belongs,
so today is also a good day for justice and freedom,
a time of jubilation as innocent hearts smile,
hope exists on this earth, so blessed be, blessed be,
