The wheel, forever turning, now arrives at Beltaine, the sacred union of earth and sky, joining the bright one and the maiden; cleansing fires will purify the night and prepare the land. For where our May Queen, our Flower Bride passes stem, bud and flower burst forth with youthful vigor, symbols of purity, new growth and annual renewal; she is abroad and new life burgeons.The eternal race has begun and all life eagerly takes part, fertility floods our lands. Plans and dreams hatched through the dark half of the year are now energetically undertaken, goals pursued. Run swift, keep keen senses, be true to your dreams and yourself, and may all your aspirations see fruition.
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