A balence of day, an equal night.
I am a fierce battle
A victory of light.
Recognised, regarded
The whole world through.
A holy day, a birth,
A year begun a new.
Born the vernal
Passed is winter.
A season of stummbling footsteps
The bleat of life.
I who bare many names
Alban Eilir, Eostar, Eostre,
Festival of trees,
NawRuz, No Ruz, Ostara, Ostra
The rite of spring,
A day of Ladies, a virgin's Feast,
Failure of darkness.
Pagans knew of me, Prussia too
North to east, South to west,
Across the globe I am known best.


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