You Are Ostara

by Diana Paxson

Rising Spring

You are the sunlight on the leaves,
You are the music of the stream,
You are the scent upon the wind,
You are the dreamer and the dream.

 

You transform sorrow into joy,
You transform darkness into day,
You transform winter into warmth,
And death's dominion fades away.

 

You are consistency in change,
You are the patterning of chance.
You are never twice the same,
You are the dancer and the dance.