Sunday, 2 May 2010

Blessings at Beltane to All


Fresh blossoms,
Bouquets of intoxicating confetti
Strewn extravagantly around
In their season
To celebrate the May.
A sky of pale velvet lined with fleece,
Sun-warmed to ecstasy;
Dewdrops still glistening, wet
Upon a tapestry of greens
Today is the betrothal.
Ripe and fertile,
Lush with longing
The awakened imagination
Quickens to the vital pulse
Of promised fulfillment
round and round the pole they go
entwine their ribbons to and fro
As the white hawthorn blossoms
Scatter in the gaiety and laughter,
Once-virgin furrows, fecund,
Fill with new life germinating afresh
In the womb of our Mother.
As joy is the fulfillment of innocence,
So the berry is the joy of the bud.
And the silent starry wheel
Slowly turns full circle round
As it was in the Beginning.
* * *Beltane © Domino 2005


Simple Mama said...

Beltane blessings to you as well. :) What a lovely poem.

Jacqui said...

All the blessings of Beltane to you Mama - thanks for sharing your blossom once again xxx

Pippa said...

I love your trees!! The poem just captures all that is full and fertile about this time of year. I want to press the 'pause' button because this time of year goes so quickly, there's so much new growth and changes each day and only so much time to see it all! I bet those trees put a smile on your face each time you leave the house!

Rose said...

Those trees are magnificent.