04/21/2025
“What does the cat say deep in the night
Nothing, nothing, she stays out of sight
Where does the fox go on the full moon
Nowhere, nowhere, but he’ll be back soon
How does the owl fly, so silent and quick
Soft, soft, they fly their old swooping trick
When will the hares return home from the scout
Ahh when they’ve finally stopped their free gad-a-bout
So now listen close and watch in the dark
And tread careful and quick over stone and bark
For deep in the woods where nobody goes
There’s magic afoot of which only some know
The cat would whisper of tales only told
Of dragons and fey and warriors bold
The fox would slip from the shadows beyond
And laugh at the stories of which he is fond
The owl would turn their head all around
But despite their wings they’d make not a sound
But the hares, oh the hares, their moment has come
And they dance both in night and the light of the sun
The flowers below, they pop out into the air
And a figure appears from the trees, oh so fair
This queen of the woods, with a wave of her hand
Lifts the sun from the earth, to stretch over the land.”
~ Kate Anderson of Kandid Chronicles, “Spring Returns”
🎨 Tijana Lukovic, “Ostara Goddess”
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