#barde

[justcallmevodka]

MERRY (LATE) CHRISTMAS MY BENDY SAMMY/JACK ENJOYERS HO HO HO

[hochgouez-nerzhus2]

The Fountain of Knowledge

The Fountain of Knowledge.

When dawn awakens the forest bright,

The Goddess smiles in the morning light.

Within her hands the Triquetra gleams,

While living water flows in silver streams.

From the sacred pool the clear brook flows,

Giving life wherever it gently goes.

It feeds the fern and the ancient tree,

A timeless song of harmony.

Beneath the hazel's leafy shade,

A golden hazelnut slowly swayed.

A silver salmon leapt on high,

To seize its wisdom from the sky.

The Awen falls like a gentle breeze,

To bless the bard beneath the trees.

The forest remembers the ancient way,

And the soul is reborn with the newborn day.

Triad of Water

Three gifts are given by Water: Life, Purity, and Peace.

Triad of the Hazel

Three treasures grow upon the Hazel: Knowledge, Memory, and Inspiration.

Triad of the Salmon

Three paths are known by the Salmon: Wisdom, Patience, and the Return to the Source.

Druid Hoc'hGouez-Nerzhus

The Fountain of the Three. Mysteries

Welsh bardic version

Before the Blackbird greets the Sun,

Before the Mist departs the oaks,

The Lady of Stone raises the Circle,

And the Water is born from Silence.

None knows the name of that Water.

It comes neither from rain,

Nor from rivers,

But from the First Word.

It flows without haste,

Seeking the roots that still remember.

The moss listens.

The stones answer.

The wind falls silent.

Where the Hazel bends its boughs,

Nine nuts ripen unseen.

Only one falls.

Only one is called.

Then the Ancient One of the Deep

Breaks the mirror of the waters.

Without a sound, he receives the fruit,

And the current becomes memory.

Who sees has not understood.

Who understands does not speak.

Who drinks from the Source

Hears the Awen before the song.

For the Circle endures,

The Water endures,

The Salmon endures.

And the one who returns to the Origin

Never comes back wholly unchanged.

Triad of Water

Three faces are borne by the Water:

it is born without beginning,

it nourishes without asking,

and it always returns to the Unseen.

Triad of the Hazel

Three silences are kept by the Hazel:

the silence of the Seed,

the silence of Memory,

and the silence of the Word not yet born.

Triad of the Salmon

Three paths are known to the Salmon:

the path that descends,

the path that abides,

and the path that returns to the Source where all wisdom awaits.

Druid Hoc'hGouez-Nerzhus

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

Astarion x Tav Poetry ✨️❤️🌹

The requested theme for the poem was so good, that it almost wrote as if by itself 🤗 It was a joy to write.

Now that the Astarion love poem for @aristenfromwarsaw and her Tav Aristen is finished, let's see what the next project for my poetry book is 📜✒️🥂🍷🌙

[thalieshelen]

19. Musical

[cabi-leodrann]

Still an oc of @bleubirby

Together with other friends made a bunch of Kings and Gods ocs you'll get to see soon

Well, it's not a King, but the Barde of Spade

[francepittoresque]

LÉGENDE | La Brèche-au-Diable, vallée charriant une touchante légende ➽ https://bit.ly/2xCTV3X Pas un monument en Normandie, pas une ruine, pas un site pittoresque auxquels ne se rattache une histoire poétique ou merveilleuse. Au nombre des traditions se rapportant à la célèbre vallée appelée Brèche-au-Diable, figure celle qui en fait le témoignage de la colère du maître des Enfers lorsque sa jeune prisonnière Lucia, qu’il avait enlevée cependant qu’elle était promise au barde et chevalier Osmend, était parvenue à s’échapper

[weissengel]