Dance, Lady, Dance

Dance, Lady, dance on the Oak King's tomb,
Where he lies half a year in thy quiet womb

Dance, Lady, dance at the Holly King's birth,
Who has slain his twin for the love of the Earth.

Dance, Lady, dance to the Sun God's power
And his touch of gold on field & flower.

Dance, Lady, dance with thy blade in hand,
That shall summon the Sun to bless thy land

Dance, Lady, dance in the Silver Wheel,
Where the Oak King rests, his wounds to heal

Dance, Lady, dance for the Holly Kings reign,
Till his brother the Oak shall rise again

Dance, Lady, dance in the moonlit sky
To the Threefold Name men know thee by

Dance, Lady, dance on the turning Earth
For the Birth that is Death & the Death that is Birth

Dance, Lady, dance to the Sun on high
For his burning splendour, too, must die

Dance, Lady, dance to the year's long tide,
For through all change must then abide

-Author unknown