Beltane Wedding Poem by Janet Budd

LOVER, COME AND RISE BEFORE ME
BATHE ME, STIR ME WITH YOUR GLORY.
DRAW ME TO YOU, DRINK MY MEASURE.
LOVER, COME AND TAKE YOUR PLEASURE

i leap from darkness beyond time.
my rhythm strikes a cymbal chime
to my imagination’s flight
perception’s dart, creation bright.

MY SHINGLED SHORE BEGS YOUR CARESS
PERSUADE ME WITH YOUR COUNTLESS BREATHS.
SOFTLY LET YOUR SPANGLED KISSES
TASTE MY BLISSFUL INNER MYSTERIES.

in stillness you await my sting
unleashing violent, vital spring.
sharp shedded shards ignite life’s spark
below the cauldron on earth’s hearth.

GREEN WATERED DUSKS DRINK SCENTED RAYS
NAKED I SWIM IN SUN DRENCHED DAYS
LETTING YOUR LIGHT RENT NIGHT ASIDE
LIGHTING FIRE IN YOUR BELTANE BRIDE.