Harken to the drums of the Beltane fire Pounding out its rhythm as the flames leap higher Dancing around it, your senses overcome Moving with abandon in time with the drum
The longing in your belly starts to rise Along with the passion that shows in your eyes Sweat soaks your body, your bloods on fire You tremble with the force of your raging desire
You start to chant the ancient rhyme Calling to your lover “come to me, be mine Come lie with me in the wildwood tonight In honour of the Ancients, let us unite”
Then through the smoke and dancing flames you see The one that you yearn for, wild, proud and free Wearing the antlers of the horned god on his brow He watches you intently, then gives you a bow
You, are his chosen one, he’ll lie with you this night Deep in the forest under the stars shinning bright Like the Lady and her Lord, you two will be as one As you make love to the rhythm of the distant Beltane drum
The drums are now silent with the dawn of the new day Your loving now more gentle, for no drum beat now holds sway Buried deep within you, his fertile seed pours forth With each powerful ****** of his, you feel its potent warmth
A Blessing was bestowed on you virgins both that night By the Lady and the Lord, the only witness to your rite Today is our Hand Fasting, he whispers softly at your side I will love you for eternity, my beloved Beltane Bride.