Ostara By Mut Danu

Ostara pushes up through the black, rich soil
That is Lovingly tended by soft pink worms
On a daily basis.
She is a perfect, bright green blade of grass
Reaching towards Sun.

Now, Ostara is a vixen red fox
Deep in her den
Snow melt drip drips at her front door
And her Fluffed up tail
Wraps around mewling kits.

Then Ostara sits inside a Robin's egg
With a tiny, naked soon-to-be bird.
They sit Very quietly in the dark,
a Blue egg in a home of Twigs
Waiting for the shell to crack.

Ostara is in a mother's hands that are carefully buttoning a jacket
because it's-too-cold-to-play-outside-without-a-coat!
Sending little ones outdoors
To cake mud on shoes and dig under moss with a stick
Hunting for Spring time treasures.

Ostara yawns and stretches, pushing the tree buds open
Unfurling tiny soft leaves. She's waking Rabbit,
Awakening billions of things;
Singing, crying, calling, croaking, rustling
With the knowing that they are alive.

Mut Danu
Spring Equinox, 2008

Mut Danu is a High Priestess of The Apple Branch, a Dianic Tradition and La Branche du Pommier-Apple Branch France.

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