Blessings. May you feel the Elven spirit within you, the magical infinite space of divinity and from which all that appears to be, takes form. My forest trees beckon me with wisdom. This song honors all forests and trees on our great planet.- T.E. Pelton, Elven World Mythologies
Elvensong Blessing for the Trees
My forest trees embrace me with peace.
Grand, grace and power;
Of a kind mortals have never known.
You stand among us;
Our silent teachers,
Our patient guides,
Our protectors.
You can wait,
Chanting your wind song,
Dancing with the sun’s rays.
You, your branches make my cathedral;
My sublime temple,
My sacred place.
Your leaves above and roots below,
Meet the arrangement
Of my blood flow
Your gentle swaying
Cools the rhythms my heart.
Your sweet smell fills my throat,
Nestling in comfort, holiness
And the ability to soar above
Those who crawl and crouch upon your floor,
Unable to comprehend what it means to kiss the sky.
Every mote of me,
Is breathing in
Your life.
Every breath of you
Nourishes the whole of me.
Oh, how I relish it,
Oh, how I rejoice in you!
You open me.
In your presence
I am complete.
Oh, blessed be!