“The pole stands straight and true,
As the dancers grab their brightly colored ribbons,
They begin to dance,
They weave the wisdom passed down through the ages.
The fires burn bright all through the night,
The vibrational frequency that your Heart feels and your Soul knows.
The music notes are carried on the wind, to start again.
A glance across the crowded hall,
With none to fear he comes near.
Maiden’s laughter rings in his ear,
Her eyes gaze into his,
He knows she is dear.
They wait their turn,
To dance together as ONE,
Announcing the feast,
They sit side by side,
Knowing this is right.
They pay homage to their Lord and Lady,
That they may be blessed as ONE tonight.
The Maypole had worked its magic once again,
For the couple found their bliss
By the simple act of a kiss under the star strewn sky.
Their fingers are laced together tight,
For they know this is their night.
They hold each other in their arms
Throughout the starry night.
They are awakened by dawn’s early light.
Grateful to have found each other,
They begin their journey together as ONE
Through this Beltane Rite.”
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