Modron

Modron
Modron! Modron!
Hunger as lightening, fear as rain.
Laughter as slaughter.
Our song, our joy, our game.
Brace in our hand, harness in the seed.
Trace in our palm, nurture, charm, and feed.
Anger as lightening, tears as rain.
Hereafter as daftness.
Our skill, our craft, our gain.
Brace in our hand, harness in the seed.
Trace in our palm, nurture, charm, and feed.
Crag, fell and moor. Her soil. Life’s will
a mighty grittiness. Celebrate the life.
Black moon, white sun. Our ebb and flow
a honeysuckle bitterness. Celebrate the life.
Of love, of faith. The tension of a bowstring life.
Celebrate the life.