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Life Is Like a Maypole
The land shrugs off the chill of winter
And emerges into spring’s full beauty.
The things barren bloom hereafter.
People remember me as an icon of vitality
I am erected and decorated with ribbons,
People dance winding ribbons around the spire.
The young couples dancing around me
Get licensed to “go into the green” together
Dance and song is weaving of life’s energies.
I am a phallic symbol signifying fertility while
Wreaths and baskets represent the female.
Thus celebrating sexuality and life
Before the Horned God or the Greek God Pan.
Some connect me to the worship of Maia,
The presiding Goddess of the month May.
February 3, 2015
Form : Free Verse