The seasons are ever changing; dancing hues,

the sky advertising various shades and blues.

As the Earth prepares to bloom;

it's cycle of life is about to resume.

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The Goddess lay recovering from her labors,

preparing to burst forth blooms of many flavors.

In this barren Earth, the promise of life has begun to seed.

Nature returns despite all of mankind's greed.

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I am out to rejoice this night,

celebrating the sun's ever increasing light.

That shall eventually bring life to the Goddess and the Earth;

another link in the chain of never-ending rebirth.

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Now I would like to offer my thanks

to the deities for many things.

But mainly for the promise,

which they will never compromise.