It’s a dark Beltaine
it’s a dark starting of summer
out the drizzle
Satan’s feature
In the darkness I wait
this beginning of may
it seems november
fireplace with embers
What does it mean Beltaine
if I’m cold and weak
powerless I ask for
some more new bright dreams
It’s a neverending winter
a false promise of summer
and I’m becoming old
It should be the moment
to remember we are
part of all
not alone
But when we feel bad
there is nothingness
to raise up
to stand up
What does it mean Beltaine
if I’m cold and weak
powerless I ask for
some more new bright dreams
It’s a neverending winter
a false promise of summer
and I’m becoming old
