Samhain Song

to the tune of The Lord of the Dance/Simple Gifts

It's the god who leads us dancing
Who's our Lord who goes on down
To dwell alone in darkness
While the fields lay bare and brown.
And as he lies there waiting,
Seasons wheel across the skies,
Until springtime comes around at last
And then our god shall rise.

Then shall our loss become our gain.
Our god comes dancing back to us,
Bright blessings at Beltane.
But for now the year is over,
We must say our last farewells,
And the Lady will be with us
While our Lord in darkness dwells.

©Alexa Duir 2000