A Solstice Message

Through the mists of time they come,
Marching to a different drum;
The mystic tribes of ancient time
Once again will reign sublime.
They’re calling all their human kin
To sing and dance the new age in.
Ask you not what good you’ll do;
Abandon doubt and live anew.
The joy of union brings rebirth
For all who dwell on Mother Earth;
Nature will again be bright
With coloured rays of healing light.
Sandra A. Beal
21st June, 2012