On a bed of haulm
In a stable bare
The son of God
Is laying there
The shepherds rested in the firelight
When they were woken
on a still clear night
By heavens choir
hastening them
To go forth unto
Bethlehem
The heavenly choir
Sang of Gods desire
To give the world his
son
His one and only one
The choir continued to
sing
And announced the
birth of a king
Imbolc, on February 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal
festivals
Imbolc marks
The beginning of
spring
And the end winter.
Celebrated with
feasting,
The making of
Brighid's crosses,
The holy wells are
visited,
And divination begins
Beltane, on May 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal festivals
Beltane marks
The beginning of
summer
And the end spring.
Celebrated with
feasting,
The decorating of
homes
With May flowers,
Visiting the holy
wells
And the lighting of
bonfires
Lughnasadh, on August 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal
festivals
Lughnasadh marks
The beginning of
autumn,
The harvest season,
And the end summer
Celebrated with
feasting,
Fairs and athletic
contests
And the offering of
First Fruits
Samhain, on November 1st
Is one of the four
Gaelic seasonal
festivals
Samhain marks
The beginning of
winter,
The End of the harvest
season,
And the end of autumn
Celebrated with
feasting,
Guising and mumming
And the lighting of
bonfires
It isn’t the Prophet,
Playing on their fears
Nor is it God
whispering
Poison in their ears
It isn’t even the
cowardly
Old men with bitter
breath
That pollute young
minds
To be bringers of
death
It’s a more ancient
evil
Spreading hatreds
spoors
That turn young souls
Into satanic warriors
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