01 May 2010
Happy May Day
Have you ever stood in the April wood
And called the new year in?
While the phantoms of three thousand years
Fly as the dead leaves spin?
There's a snap in the grass behind your feet
And a tap upon your shoulder.
And the thin wind crawls along your neck
It's just the old gods getting older.
And the kestral drops like a fall of shot
And the red cloud hanging high
Come a Beltane.
Happy old new year to you and yours.
The sun's up for one more day, to be sure.
Play it out gladly, for your card's marked again.
- Ian Anderson