noble and staid

With all the grains planted and growing anon the goddess of Springtime felt her labors done. Retiring her now-empty cornucopia she fled back to her peak high o'er Grigovia and sat there to look down as babe and wheat sprouted and all of mankind her great skillfulness touted. She had but a week or two (in Goddess Time) to rest her bones and drink some flagons of wine before she'd fly back to the Earth-Plains of Man to watch over new lives that in Fall began. She sat therefore silent and still as a rock her mouth it did but breathe and seldom did talk until it was her time to head off again back down to the rolling and now-verdant fen. Her course can be seen by us mortals below who look at the heavens when falling stars show the glinting of her long and golden white hair as she quick descends from that tall Heaven's Stair. We welcome her coming give thanks her for aid and honor her countenance noble and staid and build her an altar of twig and flower at each all and every new-baby shower.

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