ĒOSTRE

I am the green wind that blows over the sleeping

earth, bidding life return to the land;

I am the voice that whispers to the Great Mother,

exhorting her to emerge in her blooming splendour;

I am the heartsong of the returning Sun, the refrain

of Creation, the paean of lengthening days;

I am the gentle warmth that melts the last snow,

the first bud bursting through the yielding soil;

I am the light of Aries' first point, the viridescent

jewel in Spring's varicoloured chaplet;

I am the longing of the seed for sunlit air, the first

stirring of life in the cool, dark soil; 

I am the womb that brings forth every garden and

field anew, the bounty that graces your table;

I am the first dewdrop upon Earth's verdant spread,

the rainbow mist that laces the treetops;

I am the golden lay that threads the endless blue

yonder, bearing the joy of renewal to distant stars;

I am the perfume of blossoming orchards, the tender,

opaline glow over rain drenched meadows; 

I am the dance of clouds to the music of mountain

streams, the silver cascade that stills your thirst;

I am Persephone, Flora, Cybele, Ashanti, Osiris and

Freya; the deities of Springtide and birth all hail.

© 2015 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

Image: FLORA AND THE ZEPHYRS

Source: bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com

Artist: John William Waterhouse