The Crone has sighed and passed us by.
The Maiden blushes near,
In Grain and Fruit that bursts with life,
And the turning of the year.
We hear you on the whispering winds,
We see you in the flower,
This maiden of light, she now descends
To bless us with her power.
Lady of blossoms, of field and hearth,
We celebrate your youth,
Be with us as your fertile Earth
Brings forth a life renewed.
I am soooo happy it's Spring!!