Here, inside the wire, I knew the father of all legends, and he taught me, roaming, in valleys through the floor of all space. I was singing until my heart was fully given, just to run with him.
In time, I too, roared for joy, as he overflowed his river’s banks, rich in rain’s bounty, and the watching stars and an endless sky were up so high forever. I learned all land is alive and the blessing of such sacred life is in us all.
Wanderers, lost, maddened by desire, came to claim all land for their own tribe. Hungry for the green man’s might, stealing the gifts of his truth, he fought for their souls, yet lost, to watch them build their smoking deaths, their killing roads, under the light of a cold false moon, and he knew an end to joy, and lay deafened by shadows that tilled so far and raw.
Walk with me, I know a journey road, here, upon the resting bones of Cernunnos. I’ll sing his songs of earth, you’ll see the homelessness of all his people, and we’ll weep the last tears of our father’s blood for the children of this world.
Juniper, clary sage, lemongrass, cypress, fir needle, patchouli, labdanum, benzoin, hand-tinctured vanilla and ambrette seed.