Lindisfarne

Oh, Lindisfarne with your coast so fair

I crave your breeze to flow through my hair 

As you absolve all my worries and cares

Oh, Lindisfarne with your coast so fair 

Oh, old Holy Isle a solace for so many

I offload my woes when they're feeling heavy 

Gives me hope and peace when there isn't any 

Oh, old Holy Isle a solace for so many

Oh, Lindisfarne with your brushstroke skies

Through your beauty I'm bequeathed new eyes

From my inauthentic life you cut all ties 

Oh, Lindisfarne with your brushstroke skies

Oh, old Holy Isle you echo history

From your castle, cliffs and monastery

Through your whispered wisdom I am set free

Oh, old Holy Isle you echo history

Oh, dear Lindisfarne of sacred grace 

No one's left bereft, feeling displaced

You envelope with love; I feel embraced

Oh, dear Lindisfarne of sacred grace

© Debbie Razey 2016

Beltane

Beltane, "Bright Fire" is here again

We've been set free from winter's chains

Now spring has conquered, light will reign

The darkness slain, the darkness slain

Sun radiates her healing heat

Decked homes with gay, May flowers sweet

We all give thanks, make merry, eat 

On dancing feet, on dancing feet 

In times of old, a "feast" of fun 

Bright bonfires lit, mimicked the sun 

Where man and woman became one   

Conceiving sons, conceiving sons 

Now, the Sun of Righteousness shines

I reclaim what's lost, what is mine 

Reawakened... soul realigned 

My heart consigned, my heart consigned 

© Debbie Razey 2016