Umbria


Behind the green Umbrian hills
The golden sun is sinking
Where the Etruscans celebrated
Their Mysteries
The wind blows through my hair
And brings life.

In this land of olives and grapes
Mother Earth is generous.
Distant drumms call out
Till the buzzing and singing insects
Bring me to the Otherworld
Where the Horned One lives forever
And the wells cool my burning existence.

So I am returning refreshed
And filled with joy.

Calluna le Fay
11.08.04