Four Jacks

*When mother is aslumbering
beneath her shawl of white
And you wrap your cloak against the wind
but still you feel its bite
With many mouths at home for feed
this deer must not be lost
When you thank the prey and let the arrow fly
Conjure up Jack Frost

When the maiden slips her samile cloak
revealing lilac breasts
And the rising sun climbing high in the sky
calls acorns to their quest
When hoof trod earth surrenders to seed
and the meadowsweet is queen
When you step the jig of furrow and plow
You celebrate Jack Green

Jack, Jack, dancing round the moonlight
Changing shadows with every stride
Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
Hunter, Dancer, Dying One, Guide.

When summer oak green wanes scarlet and brown
and a carpet of leaves is laid
Mother's kiss has charged the land
and staghorns drape the glade
The fields as tall with sacrifice
for springtimes still unborn
Raise the crescent high, cut down the grain
And invoke Jack Corn

Jack, Jack, dancing round the moolight
Changing shadows with every stride
Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
Hunter Dancer, Dying One, Guide.

Whrn the riddled fields aer gathered and gleaned
from the shadow of a killing freeze
And twilights fall to copper moons
that dance with barren trees
When comes the final harvest home
beneath the silver light
When weary feet tread that dusky road
Jack Lantern walks the night.

Jack, Jack, dancing round the moolight
Changing shadows with every stride
Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
Hunter, Dancer, Dying One, Guide.

I'm no tawny hunter, no tiller of barley seed.
I've never threshed a stalk of wheat
but I've still got a family to feed.
When I feel whelmed over
with provider on my back
I tilt my head,
howl his howl,
smille his secret grin
and call on Jack
Callin' on Jack
I'm calling on Jack