Song, Chant, Poetry, Stories and Satire for the Pagan Community

This entry made: 12/21/1999

Title: Shin'a'in Song of the Seasons
Lyrics by: Mercedes Lackey
Tune: Leslie Fish
Date: 1990
Source: http://home.earthlink.net/~draigeye/Wic/Chapel3.htm
Recorded on: "Oathbound," Larry Warner (Firebird Arts and Music, P.O. Box 14785, Portland, OR 97214)
Subject: Wheel of the Year

THE EAST WIND IS CALLING, SO COME RIDE AWAY
COME FOLLOW THE ROVER INTO THE NEW DAY.
COME FOLLOW THE MAIDEN, THE DARK MOON WITH ME, 
THE NEW YEAR'S BEGINNING, COME RIDE OUT AND SEE.

COME FOLLOW THE ROVER OUT INTO THE PLAINS,
COME GREET THE NEW LIFE UNDER SWEET SINGING RAINS.
COME FOLLOW THE MAIDEN BENEATH THE FULL SKIES,
FOR WHERE HER FEET PASS THE NEW FLOWERS WILL RISE.

THE SOUTH WIND, OH HEAR IT, WE RIDE TO THE CALL
WE FOLLOW THE GUARDIAN, THE LORD OF US ALL. 
WE FOLLOW THE WARRIOR, THE STRONG TO DEFEND,
THE NEW MOON TO FIGHTERS IS EVER A FRIEND.

WITH SUMMER COMES FIGHTING, WITH SUMMER OUR FOES;
AND HOW WE MUST THWART THEM, THE GUARDIAN KNOWS.
THE WARRIOR WILL GIVE THEM NO PATH BUT RETREAT,
THE WARRIOR AND GUARDIAN WILL BRING THEIR DEFEAT.

COME FOLLOW THE WEST WIND, THE WIND OF THE FALL.
THE MOTHER WILL CAST HER CLOAK OVER US ALL.
COME FOLLOW THE HUNTER OUT ONTO THE PLAIN,
RETURN TO THE CLAN WITH THE PREY WE HAVE SLAIN.

FOR NOW COMES THE AUTUMN, THE TIME OF THE WEST, 
THE SEASON OF FULL MOON, OF HARVEST, THEN REST.
SO TAKE FROM HER HANDS ALL FRUIT OF THE FIELDS,
AND THANK HIM FOR ALL THAT THE AUTUMN HUNT YIELDS.

THE NORTH WIND, THE COLD WIND, THE WIND OF THE SNOW,
TELLS US IT IS TIME WINTER PASTURES TO GO.
THE GUIDE KNOWS THE PATH, THE CRONE SHOWS US HOW
THE OLD MOON, AND TIME FOR RETURNING IS NOW.

AND IF, WITH THE WINTER, SHOULD COME THE LAST BREATH,
AND RIDING, WE RIDE OUT OF LIFE INTO DEATH,
THE WISE ONE, THE OLD MOON, WILL EASE OUR LAST LOAD.
THE GUIDE WILL BE WAITING TO SHOW THE NEW ROAD.