The Beltane fire sends its flames to the sun,
The promise of Summer warmth to come,
The Horned God dances through the green,
Chasing after his Goddess and Queen.
Hawthorn blossoms in radiant white,
And clarity grows in the quickening light,
Now is the time for action and life,
To fertilise plans and banish strife.
Take the leap across the Beltane fire,
And let the energies take you higher.
Poem by Luna of Circle of Light Coven