In forest glade and flowered field,
Blossoms burst into abundant fruit.
Within our beating hearts stirs the heart of spring;
And from deep within,
She bids us welcome . . .
To Her, we smile and offer greetings.
We know Her by the sound of children singing . . .
By the scent of Mother’s brownies in the oven . . .
By the taste of grapes bursting on the tongue . . .
By the twilight glimpse of a spring-born fawn . . .
By the soft caress of a lover’s hand . . .
Dance, play, laugh, sing
With the Lady who is Abundance,
For She is among us.
Celebrate, feast--share the bounty
Of the Lady who is Prosperity,
For She is among us.
Welcome Her with love, with light, with laughter--
From within ourselves and from every beast and flower,
She calls us to the dance,
And we answer . . .
Create, live, laugh, and love, my sisters,
Our lives are the dance of the Goddess!
and She is here . . .