Epona's Welcome
This entry was posted on 3/27/2006 11:32 AM and is filed under uncategorized.
First Spring
The days are growing toward the sun.
The earth stirs in her slumber
As she feels the tickling touch
Of gentle light.
I sift through the drift of dead leaves
To find hiding under it
The surprise of green threads of grass
Vibrant in the new light.
Enter and be welcome! Epona Maris