5.The Druid's Magical Harp

The Druid takes up his Harp and plays a song of celebration.
With this Magical device he moderates the Energetic Resonances of the Grove, & Evokes the powers of the Sacred Stone Circle.

The legendary Irish 'Dagda' ..possessed Daurdabla, also known as the Four Angled Music, which was a richly ornamented magic harp made of oak.
He played the three things by which a harper is known:
sleep music, joyful music, and sorrowful music.
He played sorrowful music for them so that their tearful women wept.
He played joyful music for them so that their women and boys laughed.
He played sleep music for them so that the hosts slept.

The Druid begins with the Elemental Invocation...

You that create the diversity of the forms
open to my words
You that divide and multiply it
hear my sounds
I make yield league to you
ancient associates
& fellow wanderers
You that move the heart
in fur and scale
I join with you
You that sing bright and subtle
making shapes that my throat cannot tell
You that harden the horn
& make quick the eye
You that run the fast fox and the zigzag fly
You sizeless makers of the mole and of the whale
Aid me and I will aid you

I make a blood pact with you
You that lift the blossom and the green branch
You who make symmetries more true
You who consider the angle of your limbs
Who dance in slower time
Who watch the patterns
You rough coated who eat water
Who stretch deep and high
with your green blood
my red blood let it be mingled
Aid me and I will aid you

I call upon you
You who are unconfined
Who have no shape
Who are not seen
but only in your action
I will call upon you
You who have no depth
but choose direction
Who bring what is willed
that you blow love upon the summers of my loved ones
that you blow summers upon those loves of my love
Aid me and I will aid you

I make a pact with you
You who are the liquidness of the waters
& the spark of the flame
I call upon you
& guard the growth of the growing things
I make peace with you

You who are the blueness of the blue sky
& the wrath of the storm
I take the cup of deepness with you
Earthshakers
& with you the sharp and the hollow hills
I make reverence to you
round wakefulness we
Call the earth
I make wide eyes to you
You who are awake
every created thing both solid and sleepy
or airy light
I weave colours round you
You who will come with me
I will consider it beauty

(The Incredible String Band)