Star Eyes Of Ostara
© Surazeus
2026 03 21

Ostara sings with bright voice of sunlight
that gleams on water of the forest lake
which sparks my heart awake with joy of Spring
so leaves sprout frail on limbs of sleeping trees,
transforming darkness of cold winter gloom
to apples swelling thick with energy.

Through dimming haze of long cold winter days
star eyes of Ostara pierce veil of fear
to cast clear rays of hope on lifeless woods
that flash awake with soul-reviving green,
so we rise from slight shelter of frail faith
to dance with graceful joy on river shores.

Ostara calls my surreptitious name
with covert melody of urgent sight
that sparks beat of my eager heart with life,
so I spring tall from unofficial crypt
and run toward dawn sun gleaming on hill peak
where she spreads arms with esoteric oath.

Engaged with vibrant passion of desire
that fuels assurance of my reborn vow,
I contract ardent loyalty to life
through guarantee of brave clandestine bond
to join her covenant with holy light
in pledge to create beauty based on truth.

Ostara glows with timeless vibrancy
that emanates from zeal of solar love
to channel vigor of assertive verve
reviving trees and creatures of vast woods
with brave vivacity of honest trust,
empowered by vitality of hope.

Hearts woven strong by camaraderie
with harmony of bold benevolence,
we gather in lush grove of blooming trees
through fellowship of cordial empathy
to share nutritious food our hands prepare
in generous feast of psychic amity.

Ostara stands on mound of breezy joy,
where mother of our nation lies in rest,
and raises holy grail of jeweled faith
to sing enchanting hymn of earnest hope
so we all celebrate return of Spring
then drink sweet juice of innocent respect.

Enthroned at table of communal feast
on tree-lined kurgan of our thriving tribe,
Ostara hosts our congregated clans
assembled in sacred garden of ghosts
that fills our hearts with passion of new life
as we drive wagons to explore the world.

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Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury while Ostara reigns on kurgan mound in four-pillared temple of communal feast to host the spring festival of clans.

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