Sunday, April 24, 2011

Welcome Eostre

Originally a Saxon word, Eostre, denotes a goddess of the Saxons who represents spring which is the season of nature's rebirth. It is also a time of darkness, where only faith exists that rebirth will occur. Hence I will honour Eostre, or Ostara, as she is called in the Norse traditions.

The Druids dyed eggs scarlet to honour the Sun.


Pagan Anglo-Saxons made offerings of their coloured eggs to the Goddess Eostre.



OSTARA

Winter's barrenness has subsided,
From the death of Winter
Spring's new life.

Spring is coming to the land,
The days grow longer,
Warm breezes begin to stir.

All around us we see signs -
The growing things are beginning anew.

It's the resurrection of the dance of life.
The dance of the stems and stalks
As they push forth from the Earth.

It is the season of creation.
Growth has turned outward,
The land has become fertile again.

The Earth is caressed by
The loving touch of the Mother,
Where her hand passes.

Atoms twine together to create growth.
Buds burst open.
Leaves and vines unfurl.

She creates a vision of the green beauty.
Beauty so breath-taking after
The dark solitude of Winter.

It is this vision that we celebrate
On her day of Ostara
The world recreating itself--


Returning from the death of Winter,
Into the new life of Spring
Through the love of the Goddess.

2 comments:

Who Is Afraid of Alfred Hitchcock? said...

Hi! Miss Corpse Cafe...
Welcome Eostre!
Every time I visit your blog I learn something "new" and mystical
[for lack Of a better word] the poem is...enchanting and the photographs are unique!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-)

Ms Corpse Cafe said...

Hi DeeDee! Nice to hear from you and glad you enjoy!