It has been falling from the mouth of Freyr
Since the day that I was born
Brought growth to a Tuscany vineyard,
Crops to a farmers land.
Has spoiled a sunny summers day
Of forever lasting smiles,
Made Noah build for God an ark
For mankind and land animals.
Had Perperuna dance in times of drought,
A ceremony of sprinkled water
Created puddles, deep and wide,
For children to run through, jump over.
One day when I am in the presence of Cailleach Bheur
On the oncoming feast of Bealltainn,
I will ask this old Divine Hag if she can,
Tell me the colour of rain.
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Daniel McDonagh (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Poem Notes:\\\\r\\\\n** Freyr - Norse God of Rain \\\\r\\\\n\\\\r\\\\n** Perperuna - Slavic Goddess for rain \\\\r\\\\n\\\\r\\\\n** Cailleach Bheur Gaelic (Irish, Scottish ) myth - is a divine hag and ancestor, associated with the creation of the landscape and with the weather, especially storms and winter. \\\\r\\\\n\\\\r\\\\n** Bealltainn - was one of four Gaelic seasonal festivals: Samhain (~1 November), Imbolc (~1 February), Bealltainn (~1 May), and Lughnasadh (~1 August).
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Hello Daniel - - with a late but friendly welcome to M.P.S. How interesting to learn words that roll off the tongue - - Freyr the rain god has been busy here too of late - - Cailleach Bheur has sent us milder weather this winter so we have early Spring flowering in gardens - - I love all that's strongly Gaelic - - thanks for sharing the meanings of festivals that I hope are still being celebrated
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