Ode to the Summer Queen

O’ Summer Queen,

lead me through your shining light,

let your blossoms grow in my bosom,

filling my heart with hope.

Your gentle touch,

your guiding voice,

they lead me through meadows,

fresh with blossoming bluebells,

and assorted herbs.

You enrich the earth when your love falls,

a sacrifice for rebirth of the realm.

To you I sing my love,

my hope,

and together we mourn amongst new life.