Samhain's Swan and the Harvest Moon

Light the fire
all of it good
under the harvest moon
into the sun-dance
toasting of a new
threshold
into the space
for morphing seasons
Where the Sidhe`
whisper...
to savvy a hesitant dark
for the best lit shift
to morning.

Corn Maiden-
dancer in the dark
on a festive table.
She'll furrow a new season...
good seeds
and sprouts
and rise again
and there -
a lady of beasts
and brutish brawn
will ride strong
the swans back-
double winged
and feather hearted
gold!