Beltane

The air is thick with the scent of the blossoms
A sweetness that clings to skin and to breath
The fields burst open in colour and motion
A wild declaration of life over death
That rises unbidden, untamed in its depth

The fires are lit as the twilight is deepening
Flames answering pulse in body and ground
The crackle and roar of heat in the darkness
Echo in rhythm and thrust and in sound
As dancers and lovers go spinning around

So move round the circle and leap round the fire
As spirit and earth and sky all align
For in this hour of eternal desire
The mortal and the holy do both intertwine
And by their joining we are all made divine