Lisa Tulfer is a writer and blogger. She mostly writes non-fiction (history and place writing) and is fascinated by the Three Hares and Green Man motifs. She is based in the South West of England.
The tattered ribbons, colours faded by the elements,
dull beside the beacon berries of the rowan tree
which they are tied to –
the tattered ribbons tell me that I have found
the place I am looking for. A lull
in the breeze, and the wood is silent
briefly, long enough for me to hear
the whisper of the water. I can’t see it yet, but down
in the hollow it’s green and mossy,
the air still and cool. I part
the ferns and there it is, escaping exuberantly from the dark earth, sparkling
over the rocky bed, gathering in the pool before
emerging as a tiny, new-born brook.
I cup my hand in the water, and sip – liquid light that tastes of
earth and roots. Downstream
it will give life to fields and beasts;
here it emerges bright and new, birthed by the land. I tie
a new, bright ribbon to the branches
of the rowan tree.
Holy Well © Lisa Tulfer 2020