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Hail to Sunna
Sunna's burning arrows
Pierce the gloom of midwinter
Her glory resounds triumphant
Across the dreaming land
And the first buds of spring will awake to her call.
Hail to Her who is the Queen of Heaven!
Burning Wheel of Creation!
Creatrix! Destroyer! Queen!
Her face of white hot gold
Shines upon me and I rejoice in Her glory.
The hawk circles high
delighting in the cloudless sky, while below the snow glitters like stars.
The little song birds sing proudly from the highest tree,
Rejoice! Rejoice! Sunna has returned!
Her face of bright favor smiles upon us all!
Hail to you Sunna, Queen of Heaven!
Wassail!
© Heidi Shewchuk White Hart Forge