Dance to the Beat of the Drum
In the soft glow of moonlight,
they head deep into the woods.
The Lady waits in the center,
The Lord at her side, drumming.
Thump Thump Thump
goes my heart with the drum.
They gather around the blazing fire,
for this night is a special night.
They enter the circle with
perfect love and perfect trust.
Thump Thump Thump
goes my heart with the drum.
All the Good people begin to dance
a sacred dance to carry on
throughout this night, a special night,
for Ostara has begun.
Thump Thump Thump
goes my heart with the drum
They start off slowly,
then they pick up their pace.
Each adding a gift of Earth to the fire,
apperciation for the Goddess' love.
Thump Thump Thump
goes my heart with the drum
They move in rythym,
around the sacred fire.
Until they are carried away with the beat.
Their bodies swaying in ghostly form.
Hours upon hours they dance this dance.
Dawn arises, Moon fades.
They return to homes,
go to jobs or families,
hearts heavy with longing,
for the beat of the drum.
