The Great Marriage
The patterns of life pulse through us all
as the crimson fires burn bright.
The ancient moon glows over the land,
as we celebrate our ancestors this night.
An ancient voice whispers on the wind,
telling a tale of their plight.
Heroic legends and profound love,
the triumphant sagas of their life.
The drums pulse in the ancient rhythms,
as we dance around the circle.
Weaving in the oldest patterns,
as did this night our ancestors.
Soon the euphoria will manifest,
and all will be as one.
The spirits of the ancestors,
The Goddess and man as one.