The Circle of Death - Wicca

The Goddess weeps over her lost loved one
Into Summerland he will stay
Until the sun rises once more
And he rides in on suns first ray

The oak king sleeps while the holly king reigns
Sleign is the life of the warmth
cold takes over with blood on his hands
the holly king reigns once more

the new king arrives with snow on his breath
now is the time to celebrate death
the trees lie bare, hollow, asleep
to the wonderful holly king
our love grows deep

then another battle another king sleign
as the oak king comes to reign again
he brings with him warmth, wisdom, and light
and now once again we celebrate life

one brother dies while one brother lives
one takes the light while the other one gives
needed for harmony, to balance the world
needed for diversity, all the cultures swirled

the wheel of the year turns round and round
while death and rebirth take place
we walk in a sacred spiral
and worship her in sacred space