Rowan's strength is Thor's salvation; Berries red are witches' bale; Blossoms white give gentle blessing; Rowan fair will never fail. Her son is the glory of starlight in winter; Her daughter is might that wisdom demands; Brighter she shines than sheaves in the sunlight; Power and holiness flow from her hands. Rowan's strength is Thor's salvation; Berries red are witches' bale; Blossoms white give gentle blessing; Rowan fair will never fail. Hail to the Lady, the Light of the summer; Hail to the Rowan, holy and fair; Hail to the Goddess who hallows the harvest, Beautiful Sif with the sun in her hair. Written by Ann Groa Sheffield, Medoburg Kindred.
(First published in Lina)