By Alex Mylles
The time of Callan Mai,
On summer's first day.
The flowers' scent,
And the lush woods augment,
Blossom's on the hawthorn,
As the earth's again reborn.
Alive with fire and light,
As we prepare our rite.
May poles and bel fires,
For to wish our desires;
Creativity, fortune and fertility.
The Lord of the Wildwood with virility,
And the May Queen with child,
Happy, dancing and wild.
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