Litha (Summer Solstice)

Sun is high in young summer sky
Lush and green is grass in the lea
Meadows are full of faeries on wing
As celebrate we, longest day

‘Tis midsummer time and the holly king
Is soon to take his crown to reign
A fond goodbye to the oaken king
Surrendering his light domain

With forest sprites and elves commune
Best offer them sweetened treat
Then dance delighted beneath the moon
And frolic in summer’s heat

The sun babe grows in Mother’s womb
Awaiting birth as turns the wheel
Enjoy us all the fauna’s bloom
And revel in childhood zeal

The land be blessed with glorious fruit
To feed and nourish summer souls
With food of spiritual pursuit
The Gods our gratitude extol

While golden glowing rays of sun
And breezes warm seek to soothe
Through lushest fields of grasses run
All dim disquietude remove

Bask in days while light is long
And leisure lingers unsurpassed
Sing with glee a bacchanal song
A forward glance to Harvest cast

Our Goddess now we shall embrace
Endeavor turn wrong to right
God of Holly slips into Oak God’s place
On this, our summer solstice night