Day Four of Twelve Days of Devotion to Gwyn ap Nudd

I come this fourth day
to consider Your beloved.

How, at the beginning of time
You shared a womb, hearts beating as one.

How You were torn apart, separated, found each other.
How She foresakes You for another lover every year.
How, with each separation, Your love grows stronger.

I think of how I was separated from You
and it took me thirty years to find You
although our paths crossed
and I did not recognise You in the books,
the land, my dreams, although I was searching…

I think of all the times we have been separated,
when I have been woman and/or man,
tree, plant, animal, stone, fungus and bacteria,

how my love for You has grown stronger
since the beginning of time,
the shattering of the cauldron,
since when we all shared a womb.