Elder, eldernWatched a bird tend its nestnits coming and going put my mind at restnAnd it told me to go outsidenthat this was the time this time was rightnnCherry blossom, rowan flower toonHawthorn buds and deadnettle in bloomnAnd so green greenndark green were the leaves of Elder toonnAnd roots, rootsnlet me lie above your rootsnGreen shoots, shootsnlet me eat your spring shootsnThat cleanse the cold from my bloodnlike the leaves through the air above mennElder, eldernnLast night I had a dream I burnt your branches downnI cut your fingers and I burnt your crownnAnd someone made a whistle and someone made a pipenand someone hollowed you through to blow our fire alivenAnd so green, greenndark green were the leaves of elder younnAnd roots, rootsnlet me play beneath your rootsnGreen shoots, shootsnlet me eat your spring shootsnThat cleans the cold in my veinsnand like the sun it lengthens my daysnElder, elder