Let Bealtaine’s Bonfire Begin – poem

Bealtaine,
You have stolen my heart away.
Like the fairies of old,
You have had your sway.
Bonfires burning,
Loved ones returning.
What more could a man ask for?

Bealtaine’s Summer heat,
Has us dancing,
Risking fire feat.
Oh for our youth,
To once again know youth’s own truth,
That life is for living and Loves afoot.

Tomorrow the flames burn in my heart and memory.
Memories releasing smiles, stifled laughter and giggles.
I have no home without all the love of those gone past.
And their laughter and love makes me strong.
So burn May fires burn,
Even if they are only in memory.
Even if they are only in Love.

In Love’s glow is the fire of the heart.
The eternal bonfire of the soul.
The place where all dreams begin,
Die and are rekindled.
In Love’s spark is the hope of the World,
And the balance of all the things that are right,
And beautiful.

Come dance and sing,
Let Bealtaine’s Bonfire begin.
Let your Love shine,
And set the World on fire with your love.

By Dagda Segais / Brian
29 / 04 / 2019

‘Tween Ostara and Beltane by Jo Cousins

By Jo Cousins

‘Tween Ostara and Beltane
I feel nature awaken within.
Whilst there is no bee in mind for the opening petals around my heart
No Ram for this ewe nor
Stag for the doe,
The goddess tells something inside to awaken.
My lips remember the pressure of a kiss,
My body, a gentle embrace
And though not yet fully awakened ,
The sacred loins still to recall lustful desire,
The goddess tells me to trust nature;
The God will come to me through ‘him’.
I do not need to act or seek;
Just trust and rejoice seasons’ passion
and once connected, explore our two worlds together as the blossom blooms and falls.

Summer is Cummin by Elaine Hindle

The Summer is a cumin in
And every living thing can feel it
The central beat of mother Earth
As her heart beats faster to meet the dawn
The sun in all his majesty rises up to meet her
Covering the earth in golden splendour
The budding branches open their flowering faces to the light
Beautiful myriad hues of colour flowing over the fields
The Goddess raiment dappled bright in the sunshine
The deep throated laughter of the God holding Summer court
And all is well with the world as the wheel turns once more
All is growing all is fertile the Mother’s womb is full of promise
As the days lengthen into the languid warm of Summer
The Joyous months of picnics on the high hills
Trips to the beach splashing in pools of coolness
And balmy nights on the porch watching the sun set
Glorious in the west
All this and more are the gifts they give us
For we are blessed

Walpurgis Night

Walpurgis Night, the time is right,
The ancient powers awake.
So dance and sing, around the ring,
And Beltane magic make.

Walpurgis Night, Walpurgis Night,
Upon the eve of May,
We’ll merry meet, and summer greet,
For ever and a day.

New life we see, in flower and tree,
And summer comes again.
Be free and fair, like earth and air,
The sunshine and the rain.

Walpurgis Night, Walpurgis Night,
Upon the eve of May,
We’ll merry meet, and summer greet,
For ever and a day.

As magic fire be our desire
To tread the pagan way,
And our true will find and fulfil,
As dawns a brighter day.

Walpurgis Night, Walpurgis Night,
Upon the eve of May,
We’ll merry meet, and summer greet,
For ever and a day.

The pagan powers this night be ours,
Let all the world be free,
And sorrows cast into the past,
And future blessed be!

Walpurgis Night, Walpurgis Night,
Upon the eve of May,
We’ll merry meet, and summer greet,
For ever and a day.

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