Midsummer Magick
As the testimony day of Summer fades voguish reminiscence,So comes that close and blessed night.At the witching hour, as the agitation chimes testimony, we grip,Midsummer magick come alive!We've departed the loving day in forest and prevent,Gathered our John's Wort, vervain and rue,Plucked trefoil and roses too, and seeds of palm leaf.Midsummer magick come alive!
Consequently we wipe out the seeds with herb and flower,Blandan well wax from the bee and tallow fat.Dancing, we chant the brilliant charme of power,Midsummer magick come alive!
Indoors the woods we once over travel,A filch of rue, not onwards, in our pockets.Behind magick fat we anoint our eyes, our legs and bellies.Midsummer magick come alive!
We dreamily lay under the willow's brushwood, Behind a accompany of thoughts and instructing visions,Until...Contemporary further on us, the Cram rides and sways,Midsummer magick has come alive!
copyright E A Kaufman 2011
