The Greenwood Grove

I am the Birch of the new beginnings
The Rowan star with magic guarding
Alder sight the future showing
Sweet Willow sees her Moon arising
Ash the three realms he is touching
Hawthorn tells us the May is coming
Mighty Oak with strength is stahding
The Holly on his chariot riding

Come follow me, come dance with me
Come with me to the Greenwood Grove such magic there to see
The Lord of the Wild, with his Faerie kin
Deep within the Greenwood Grove
We'll dance the Magic Ring

Wise Hazel watches the salmon feeding
The Faerie Apple seed is falling
The Vine is ripe intoxicating
I am the Ivy heed my warning
Yellow Broom I offer healing
Blackthorn sharp for death preparing
The Elder is a life of learning
Fir the distant future showing

I am the gorse I am destroying
Heather from death recreating
Hear the Aspen's leaves a-whispering
That Yew is death and life returning