The Holly and the Oak King
Each holds sway and hand of might
Upon the year’s Great Wheel.
In each domain one shall be King
As wax and wane of Light
Move within nature’s cyclic ring.
Solstice Kings, though brothers, they
In battle determine solar fate.
The Oak holds fast to
Growing light as Holly
Brings his shadow near.
The time between held in
Equinox Gate and season’s turn
Tips finely calibrated scales.
The Light holds fast the Oak marks time
Flanked by strength and sundial’s grace.
The Holly answers with response
A dance of calculated pace.
At sunset’s call, he strikes his final blow
As Oak in silent acquiescence bows
And bends to Summer Light’s repose.
His brother hails triumphant as
Holly King and in power upon rooster’s
Early morn call shall next arise.
The waning of the year begins
With Oak King’s necessary demise.
For what lay sleeping within
The growing splendor of
Holly’s strong and fertile embrace
Is the promise of Light’s return
At the peak of winter’s darkened
And heavy snowy face.
And, once again the two shall meet
Oak strengthened by slumber’s rest.
In wooded green and glowing sun of
Lark song’s spring warmed nest.
The end of darkness nears its birth
The Holly King, his energy drained
Shall relinquish crown as brother
Oak King’s claims his time to reign.
About the Author:
Robin Fennelly is a Wiccan High Priestess, teacher, poet and author.
She is the author of (click on book titles for more information):
It’s Written in the Stars
The Inner Chamber, Vol. Two
The Inner Chamber, Vol. Three
The Eternal Cord
A Collection of Esoteric Writings
Aligning the Parts of SELF
Musings on the Magick of the Natural World
Nights of Devotion
Musings for the Year
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