barefoot they tread stay hidden well
beasts spy but never tell
gather amid tall sturdy trees
soft thier steps, and no one sees.

hands hold,adoration commences
damp night air fills up the senses
hair free,and as if set in trance
they circle the fire,and dance and dance!

voices rise,hum and mutter
secret words are softly uttered
wind approves,and flutters leaves
a sign that mother nature is pleased

and so to the heavens and higher
praises rise from the exaltating choir
stars blink approve,moon smiles down
still they spin churning the ground

spits then spots,rain joins in aplauds
refuses to be forgotten,ignored
fine and cool it caresses
glistens on skin,bejewels tresses

only when light sneaks,sun wakes and yawns
do they disperse escaping dawn
vanish in the early haze
to go upon thier seperate ways

This poem was written/submitted by lynne hannah cannon.