Gail Foster Poet Rhyme

Come Rise

Written for the Avebury Gorsedd, and the Equinox, Spring 2017

Can you feel her in the blood
The turning tides, the shifting of the skies
Or hear her on the wind, or in the cries
Of gulls that wheel above the drying mud
Come rise...

Can you sense her in the urge
Of flames that lick the furze and lambs that leap
Of sap that rushes sudden from the deep
In swirls of sacred water in the surge
Come rise...

Can you feel her in the stone
The ancient fire, the spark of energy
The force that flows through river, rock, and tree
The movement of the marrow in the bone
Come rise...

Can you taste her on the lips
The heady scents of grass and honey wine
Of sun warmed earth and rain on celandine
Upon the tongue, upon the fingertips
Come rise...

Can you feel her in the beat
Of wing on air, of drum, of run of deer
Or see her colours on the hill appear
All blazing bright, alive with pulsing heat
Come rise...

What are you, man, but water through her hand
The winter’s ashes and the summer’s dust
A flick of life and then a flare of lust
Then back into the earth on which you stand
Come rise...

Be still, and feel her raw and naked power 
Come forth as lightening, set the trees alight
Set hares to run and horses to take flight
Through alder grove and furrowed field in flower
Come rise...

© Gail Foster 18th March 2017

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Jannie Breedt April 1, 2017 at 11:23 AM I only needed to see the title to know that this was going to be another dramatic Gail Foster beaut. Its reminiscent of your poem about light. Very churchy but you mix fire with water and the result is astounding Gail Foster May 10, 2017 at 2:40 PM Thank you, Jannie, the light that flickers through stained glass is the same as that which strikes the stones...