Derek Alexander (@DerekAlexander)

The Green Road Blessing A fairy charm of goodwill, healing, and fortune May the green road rise gentle beneath thee, and the old stones recall thy tread. May moss make soft what earth asks of thee, and stars stoop low o’er thy head. May grief unbind its grey cloak from thee as dawn-mist lifts from the morning hill. May the wound no mortal hand has tended be lapped by moonlight and stilled. May rootlight enter thy marrow. May rainlight rinse thy name. May the little bright ones of hollow and thorn remember thy hidden flame. Let no ill-wish cross thy threshold. Let no sour eye fasten or stay. Let envy pass like a crow over still water, seeing only its own black wing reflected away. By rowan red and hawthorn white, by foxglove bell and fern-seed fire, by elder wind and river-glass, by the seven green hills that hide the bright— I call goodwill into thy doorway, healing into thy bone, honey into thy bitter hour, and peace into thy home. May silver run cleanly. May bread rise warm from the stone. May love come truly and stay by thee when the lesser lights have flown. May the cup not empty before thee. May the door not close behind. May the hand thou needest find thee, and the road thou seekest unwind. If thou art weary, be mended. If thou art lost, be led. If thou art haunted, be hidden beneath the green leaves spread. If thou art waiting, be answered. If thou art broken, be whole. If thy spirit has forgotten its music, may the elder winds sing it back to thy soul. And should the Good Folk pass near thee, may their smile be sweet, not sly. May their gifts bear no thorn beneath them, and their blessing never turn awry. So go now under leaf and star, under charm, under keeping, under grace. May dawn lay gold in thy season, and night lay peace on thy face. Health in thy house. Light in thy marrow. Luck at thy door. Gold in thy morrow. With fortune walking three steps before thee, with kindness warm at thy back, with healing deep in the dark of thee, and no fair gift turning black. By dew and thorn, by flame and stream, by waking world and hidden dream— be blessed, be warded, be gladdened, be free; and may all that is fair find its way back to thee. #FairyBlessing #CelticBlessing #IrishFolklore #FairyMagic #CelticMagic #GoodFortune #HealingEnergy #SpiritualHealing #Blessings #PositiveEnergy #GoodVibes #AncientWisdom #Folklore #Mystical #MysticVibes #Enchanted #MagicWithin #Spirituality #SoulHealing #EnergyHealing #Manifestation #ProtectionMagic #WitchyVibes #CelticWisdom #Fairycore #Mythic #PoetryCommunity #SpokenWordPoetry #NatureMagic #CosmicConsciousness