This morning Sybella woke in lead of the body's day, with the blue light caress of the last moon of winter and a peek of yellow sun and the reminder of springs kiss upon her lips. Memory of warm born from coldest cold and yellow reminder the circle turns. Oh, sweet the heat of springs promise in early dawn where East is born the light that pushes dark from the edge of the horizon.
The Full Crow Moon and last of winters darkness still showing bright past the dawn of suns mighty pull. Soft the ground from melting snow, beneath the full crust, slipping deep into the body of the earth and all her passion.
Dawns light eliminating earthworm casts kissed soft and tasting of the gods nectar shown for the robins hungry beak to find. Sybella fey to fly by the moon when heard the cawing of the crow and awakes East to fly with robin strength and hunger for the splendor of the nearing spring.