Demeter let loose in Spring

standing up in the palest purple 

of the birches

my pollen quivering to let loose its sprays 

of tiny fertilising elements on the air 

to find solace and joy 

the meeting place of pollen's magic grace

by wind

by bees

by birds transported

you employ the breeze

I'm transported by these

your breath's of spring

bereft of senses 

sage

I dive into the ancient age of man

where celebrations can

if your yearning awake 

the god still sleeping now

asleep

yes pan

you can

come play your pipes

and blow along them

whisperings of the grand awakenings

I am ready

yes I am

take me, take me if you can

blossoms falling all about

as a church's hall devout

Guatemala's spread with grasses green

and all the flowers sprout

because its spring 

yes spring

yes spring

and no one can deny it

no one can do owt about it

no you can't

and you shan't

'cos its alive and dancing madly

like a jive to wake the bees

from their hives, 

if you please

come 

oh come the flower's shout

if you like to be aware                                       

you can climb my stalk

and take your honey from my spout

you will leave unnoticed then

be decked with all my fine pollen 

and send it out 

Oh spring spring in my skirts of life

Oh spring become my brand new wife

Oh spring keep springing in the dance 

and you'll be King

yes King 

yes King