Invocation to the Maiden (Spring Phoenix)
by Blayze

I call to thee O Maiden of the Moonrise
From beyond the silver'd sea
reflecting starlight, rainbow hue'd upon the flood

I call to thee O Maiden
By thy robes of girdled green
that bind the sickle of the birth and of the blood

With the crown of many flowers
bound thrice upon thy brow
Thou art rising Queen of verdant blooming

Thou art winged in spirit's flame
Seeking form within thy name

As the wheel is bestowed thy loving kiss

O Maiden of morning, rise up from ashes' dawning
Send thy sickle to cut the winter's thread

Send thy mantle to enfold the land a-warming
And thy steps to bloom the ground where 'ere thou tread