Beltane Poem- In the Greenwood

Blossom drifts down from the trees
and caught upon the gentle breeze,
spirals through the honeyed air,
a storm of petals that declare
the Wheel has turned again today
and chased the winter chill away
and in the greenwood, hearts entwine
amongst the flowers, love divine.

Round the May pole dancers spin
gaily weaving summer in.
For Beltane brings the lover's tryst,
the fertile earth, the Goddess kissed
so plants spring forth from seed and grain
and life itself is born again
and in the greenwood, hearts entwine
amongst the flowers, love divine.

When darkness falls the balefire burns
and merrymakers take their turns
to leap the flames with wild delight,
in echo of an ancient rite,
to rid themselves of all that's bane
and wish for all they hope to gain
and in the greenwood, hearts entwine
amongst the flowers, love divine.