Lost in deep forest black,
My horse gone astray.
I follow no road,
ever seeking the way.
In the distance drumbeats
thud softly in the night.
I follow heartbeat in time,
coming closer to the light.
I stay hidden in shadow,
listening to drumbeats trance.
I watch them lost to the song
spinning in circle dance.
Step by step they spin
round blazing gold fire.
With every beat glowing
flames rise ever higher.
Skyclad, they dance
not caring for modesty
They hide no secrets.
Sharing trust and honesty.
The drums stop but
still in tune is my heart.
And above it's thudding
beat I hear the chanting start.
I sway to the melodic
drone of voices in time.
Realizing in moments,
that their thoughts are mine.
A priestess cries forth
from her sullen clan.
Speaking to the creator,
the mother of this land.
An invocation for renewal,
of life, spirit and season.
Lifting arms towards the
sky never asking for reason.
And as the circle was closed
the drumbeats rose from the land.
I rode away finding my path
on the road where I began.
The world renewed
under the mists of dawn.
never forgetting the circle
dance, I rode on.
