Samhain fires burn the fields among our gathered crops..
as trickles of our lifeblood flow from where all mankind sups..
gone his taunting solar flame, twas' quenched by her affirm..
unto this land for evermore, since Danu has returned.
To those of us who heed her call, from deep the dragon's lair...
all born again, as mother-men, who understand her despair...
her sorrow likens to a swell, of wave pushed by a wind...
its time to stop our plundering, and give her time to mend.
Danu ever brightly blue......our future may not last
Danu's fruitful images......hold keys to all our past
She gives new breath to all our gods and spreads the seeds of life...
to help us find a perfect way to change our fear to light..
two by two her dragon wings, will beat a clear sky path...
awakening creation's might, rebuilding love from wrath.
A dragon loves her Samhain flame, the circles where we dance...
it draws our souls back to her womb, its never happenstance..
the Goddess is the mystery, in what her will creates...
lay all the paths to unity, the cycles of the fates.
Danu ever brightly blue......our future may not last
Danu's fruitful images......hold keys to all our past
Circles in the fields of grain, will puzzle most mankind...
until all learn what we believe, is just collective mind...
it shows us all the majick in, the old earth mother's heart...
and starts the way to help us heal, all we've torn apart.
So take your hands and place them gently, at your mother's feet...
you'll learn again, she gives for free, all we really need...
for if we don't, through our neglect, delusion is the gain...
and all we've left is but memory, in concrete halls of shame.
Danu ever brightly blue......our future may not last
Danu's fruitful images......hold keys to all our past