Cailleach Bheur - Cailleach Bheur

In emerald green a shade unseen
Begotten to the material
For now behold
The sender of floods
Divine harridan of a shifting flesh
As a ghost astride the heather
Traversing and travailed

The Queen of Winter in her frigid labours
Maiden of stone steeped in blood of auld
The feeble pains of men are as breath in a storm
Mortals cowering before her mighty works
For hammer and staff hath shaped these unrelenting peaks
The might of the mountains enshrouded by cold mist
They which be unhidden to the will of She
That unforgiving stone aloft
These looming monuments

Forced to shed their bounty by the will of the hammer
Rock and boulder be relieved
Left to tumble to the heaths
To crush the world of men
And piled below
This rubble forms the worlds inferior
The cairn of stones atop
This cold earth calls celestial
The archmother and her works be known
Thrice of frost and bane of life

To the trinity and nine it be
And rent in twain or six
The pieces lain reformed
To throng of loathsome beithir
Striking as lightning
At the apex of frozen summits

Aye of summit and summoner be
Feadag id est
Beclouded and yearning to dispel
The isle of rancor

Like the circle of the stones which frames the
Congregation of the storm hags
They who conjure deathly sleet
Weak flesh be prey for
The belligerence of frost
But belief is time
And age tells severe