Good Friday Dance

Deasil and widdershins,
The long dance continues
Into the night and beyond;
The moon has gone down now,
The sun has appeared not
All through the night and beyond.
The cross stands alone there
Weeping and bleeding,
Saddening the night and the day;
The hill stands there, windswept,
Darkening and keening,
As another life passes away.
Widdershins and deasil
Deasil and widdershins
The devil is dancing ‘til dawn.
The tomb is awaiting,
Salvation frustrating,
Into the night and beyond.
Dying is daytime,
The night rules on lonely,
Hiding its face from the light;
Here is a moment
In mankind’s long history,
A moment of permanent night.
Widdershins and deasil
Deasil and widdershins,
Where will the long dance progress?
Gone with the darkness,
The gloom and the shadows,
This moment will never grow less.