On the First of May

Away to field and forest all

To damp your hem in dew,

Come hear the merry Beltane call

And join its ballyhoo!

The night was spent in revelry

Of Heiros Gamos’ scene;

To nascent earth’s fertility,

Crown King of May, and Queen.

Handfast yourselves, you joyful folx,

And bring a hawthorn bough.

The love you’ll share forever stokes

The love you’re feeling now.

Go find the relic Eildon tree

With faeries gathered round,

And speak to Elfland majesty;

In thorn your tryst is bound.

Tonight you shall be celebrant

To transitory spring,

In Goodly Fire’s element,

Beneath the maypole, sing!

From sunset last unto sunset

In Greenwood’s ancien light,

Make memories you’ll not forget,

And keep the Beltane bright.