Beltane Ritual Pipe

Upon this nine inch vessel of cherrywood, seared with the whisperings of flame, I have inscribed the rites of May... Beltane’s mark, the threshold of summer, etched upon its face. Let the rising smoke call forth the unseen, let the breath of the old ways stir anew. Behind the bowl, where ember and memory meet, the Sunwheel lingers... turning, ever-turning, as it has since time uncounted. The folk-ways of the forgotten stir yet beneath our hands, and through the curling wraiths of sacred breath, the old gods watch and wander still.

Freehand Pyrography on Ukrainian handcrafted cherrywood pipe.

*For light use only. Removable mouthpiece for easy cleaning