I am the Hornéd Hunter of the Wild
Who comes to wed the Mother Goddess now
In Rites of Spring; renewed for Love and Child,
For blessings made this night, to Her I bow.
This ancient cycle that is Life and Death
Comes to its brightest time in all the year
As mingling mine and Ladys sacred breath
Does drive away the darkness and your fear.
In blesséd, passioned union we now make,
Through ecstasy and Highest Love, rebirth
Of bounty, multiplied now for your sake;
For this, our Love, is made to show your worth.
So join us now in Ardrous Beltane time!
Draw forth the energies of Love sublime!