Vernal Equinox

Dance, Sister of Spring
Dance with the God of Light
Who has defeated his somber brother
His victory has banished the night

Dance, Mistress of Spring
Dance with the shining Sun God
Your lover’s golden fingertip
Dispels the chill from your heart

Dance, Maiden of Spring
Dance with your Young Suitor
He has suckled at the Great Mother’s breast
And now yearns to drink your sweetness

Dance, Daughter of Spring
Dance with the Sons of the Earth
Who lay waiting on soft green braes
Their tongues craving your burgeoning fruit

Dance, Belle of Spring
Dance with the Aged Brethren
Who lean upon crooked staffs
And take delight in your pretty feet

Dance, Lady of Spring
Dance with the Young Maidens
Who weave violets into your burnished hair
And bestow sweet kisses upon your lips

Dance, Goddess of Spring
Dance with the mighty Aries
His spiral horn sounds the season
Already his seed is within you

Dance, Woman of Spring
Dance with joy and abandon
Your time is announced
And new life beckons

LiNdA

A dear friend, upon reading this poem, said it reminded her of the very magnificent masterpiece, “Primavera” (or “Allegory of Spring”) by Sandro Botticelli, done in 1482.  I feel I am in good company with this comparison!  Thank you, my friend.