© Azure, Beltaine, 2000
New happy faces with garlands
of wildness strewn in their
hair
We grab a ribbon and whirl
as the gift of Boreus blows
leaves upon us
Welcoming May in a park of
old growth guardians
We gather proudly among our
Mother and her servants
Sparkling nectar is returned
to Her,
and shared in silver splendor
Eros shoots an arrow with
the skill of Robin himself
As the handfasting begins
and ribbons unite
In a festive spiral of a
thousand colors
This is the season of the
wildflower
We are as children in a mystical
forest
Jumping frivilously over
glowing embers
Making wishes for love and
light and peace
Wide-eyed and dancing and
falling over each other
We rejoice in the bonding
of the Lord and Lady
We are the May Queens and
Kings of the Universe
