On
May Eve, first song of Beltaine
I
hear the songs of May
being
stripped now from their looms
With
fairy hands upon them now
To
part the shadowed veil
We
sing beside this kindled flame
The
songs of birth and love
To
stoke the flames within ourselves
To
set our spirits flying
We
lay us down among the fields
To
teach each sprouting blossom
How
to bloom and shine again
The
hours are upon us
We sing these words to wake the Gods
who've
slumbered through the winter
Come
and sing and dance with us
Beloved
come to loving
We lay this night by stars and moon
To
sleep as seeds before us
To
wake to May Day's trumpet sounds
To
Summer's joyous day!
May
Day Morn - second song of Beltaine
We
rise to see the Summer's here
Her
mantle spilling over
We
lie upon the warming ground
With
oat seeds cast about us
To
wash by mornings growing light
With
dews both sweet and gentle
To
clean away the last of it
The
Winter's sorrows faded
To
walk among the growing fields
to
touch the grain now green
I
sing to you Sir Barleycorn
We
call you to our revels
As
birds fly forth and others walk
To
dance the round this morn
We
come now here to be again
The
Spring and Summer's children.
We
gather up the days new wood
to
set aflame the future
Bright
plans are laid in morning's peace
And
Maypoles now to raising
The
May Day Revels - third song of Beltaine
We
light the torches now ablaze
to
sing and dance and revel
These
May Day songs to lift the soul
To
brighten up the evening
We
eat the fruits, the first born leaves
To
thank the Green for growing
We
drink the passioned honey wine
To
call the bees to making
Now
walk the coals to seal this pact
Bathed
in holy smoke
To
cleanse your soul and bring you peace
The
bright times are upon us
The
stars will dance as on you sing
The
mead must keep it's flowing
to
wake the dead and stir the wings
Of
workers to their buzzing
We
turn toward home with burning hearts
To
warm our hearths again
These
burning coals within my breast
To
light my spirit's walking
- Chris Getz
