Ostara

When he checks my car's spark plugs in the dark and the pouring rain

And gets up early to go to the car parts shop.

The day where I took the children to school and came back the long way over the fields

Saw the nettle and the cleavers are here

More than enough to make nourishing brews for the rest of the year

As I tramped up the muddy hills and fine mist

Asking the spirits to carry me over the slippery bits.

Sam joked with me about the other night,

Said "you wouldn't even let me cut one strawberry to help"

And it seems to me Ostara is saying

"Daughter, remember

You are part of the whole.

Let yourself receive it all,

Like the earth receives the sun and rain

And see what beautiful things may grow."