Cyt ap Nydden
I dread the lash of stick you’re holding
Yet I will walk.
Unconscious fall from stick you’re holding
Still I will walk.
You do not see the World is listening
You are condemned.
Deep and under, dark and deep
Hid in cellar or in crypt
Deep desires and dark the deed
Never follow any script
Light wind blows out of the sun
Trim the sail as the head comes round
Feel the urge to be off and gone
Need to leave this crowded sound.
I talk to the pigeons
nothing else to do
lying on the grass
we bill and coo.
Don’t listen to the ranters
That shout about their fears.
Ignore the screaming Preachers
Incincerity of tears.
Follow what is right for you,
The path all through the years;
It’s yours alone.
How many times great
lying in the barrow.
He is your ancestor,
In mellow autumns harvest mist
these fields of stubble, nature blessed,
now we accept the lands sweet gift
before we take our evening rest,
we DANCE, dance the spirit,
dance the spirit back into the ground.
The wasp wants only to fly free
Until he meets solidity
In place where it just should not be
Is he different from you or me?
Loss of Ancestor knowledge / worship
We have forgotten how to stay in touch with our Ancestors.
We no longer have a sense of ‘Family History’, of where our people come from, and who they were.
By losing our sense of who we were and where we come from, we have no sense of where we are going. This in turn leaves us with a feeling of loss and worthlessness.
Partly this is due to our having lost our ‘Tribal’ and larger Family links. Our society has become fragmented, with many children not knowing even near (genetic) relatives, through being moved away from earlier friends and family for economic reasons.
Isn’t it amazing that so many people are feeling a need to look into their families genealogy? And why is there such a sudden surge in history programmes on TV? Can it be that people are trying, on a mental level, to re-connect with their personal, tribal, past?