In the Heat of the Night

The balefire glows brightly this spring night
Excited faces glow with delight
Bringing the May Day festival to its pinnacle
Nine woods combine to complete this ritual
Symbolizing our Goddess, engulfed first
White bark wood of Birch
Symbolizing our God, that jolly bloke
Strong, sacred wood of Oak
Knowledge and wisdom withholds the Hazel
Plunged in third among appraisal
Red Rowan of the druid's stave, bringer of life
Bless us with protection while we listen to the fifes
Faeries and magick ever do appease
A door to other worlds between the Hawthorn trees
Our lives will some day hang by a strand
Willow, our death, reminds of those in Summerland
End, but no end, Birth and rebirth
Represented by no other than the forest Fir
Where would we be without love and family
Surrounded in the orchard by apple trees
Last but not least, what keeps us intwined
Covers all of our wood, this lovely vine
Our ritual is over,our circle is closing
The Goddess will ever in her love be enclosing

Reviews

[Spat Queen]

Blessed be. This is beautiful and holy. A gorgeous rite.