Winter has been hard this year
It never seems to end
but the as the wheel begins to turn
Spring returns my friend.
In this time and in this place
we meet to greet the spring
gentle whispered promises
the Goddess now she brings
The sleeping earth now starts to stir
from winters icy rest
buds awaken, leaves uncurl
birds return to nest
The maiden now makes her return
the time of the crone is passed
honour the mother, the light, the sun
As spring returns at last
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