To Demeter and Dionysus

Demeter and Dionysus

Tower o’er with sheaf and grape

The cornucopia spilling forth

Your blessing that You’ve made

 

To Dionysus the Wine-pressed

Your blood flowing sweetly free

Red pouring out from Your life

A drunken goodly stream

 

Your grapes have swelled to bursting

Their juices have grown sweet

Ready for our eager hands

And for our stomping feet

 

To Demeter, O Holy Mater

You Who has lost

A Child who heralds Winter’s dark

Who come Spring will melt the frost

 

The shafts of grain grow tall

And ‘fore Summer’s end

The scythe will bend

Your Bread comes forth for all

 

Holy Ones Who hear the prayers and cries

Of Children far and wide

In You the harvests abound in goodness and in time

 

Teach us Holy Ones, the wisdom and the way

To live each moment fitfully in work and drudge and play

 

To take up each new challenge each new struggle in our lives

To do more than just go on; to truly grow and thrive

So be with us this Mabon and all the days from now

From chaffing wheat and decanted wine, from harvesting and plow

 

Blessings to You Demeter and Dionysus both,

for blessings of the harvest, of comfort, and of hope

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