Alder
Who but I
Would stand tall,
Singing in the wind,
Home to the ravens
Who look beyond the world?
Green hair aflame,
Seeing in three,
I rose through water
To hold up the sky.
The tree womb
Of full moon past
Closes. There is no
Turning back.
Welcome into the new
Shining world.
The broken becomes whole
And the ravens call
Wingtip to wingtip
Reunited.
Branwen:
We soar
Past the broken world
Into the new,
Strength and beauty,
Fire and water,
Two and one.
We are drunk with song.
Thought overshadows memory,
Memory blesses thought.
Bran:
I call on the guardians.
Sword created me,
Spear aided me,
Cauldron nurtured me,
Earth sustained me.
I rise, mighty,
Guardians, I guard
And bless this place.