Blessed be this day of the Sun's high flame,
When light lingers long and the earth is ripe.
May the fires of old ignite our hearts,
And may Lugh’s strength guide us through the year.
O radiant Sun, wheel of the sky,
Shine upon our hopes, our hearth, our hands.
By oak and ash, by stone and stream,
We walk the path of light and dream.
As the wheel turns, so do we grow,
In wisdom, joy, and all we sow.
Blessed be the longest day,
And all it brings along our way.
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