Aodan's Clan

Gladekeeper has now unwrapped the flowers, day is fast reviving,
Life in all Her growing powers toward the light is striving.
Gone the iron touch of cold, winter time and frost time,
Seedlings working through the earth now make up for lost time.

Herb and plant that, winter long, slumbered at their leisure,
Now bestirring green and strong, find in growth their pleasure.
All the world with beauty fills, gold the green enhancing,
Flowers make glee among the hills, set the meadows dancing.

She puts on Her coat of green, trees and grasses hide Her,
We go forth in growth and love, children all beside Her.
Through each wonder of fair days Gladekeeper Herself expresses,
Beauty follows all Her ways, as the world She blesses.

So, as She renews the earth, artist without rival,
In Her grace of glad new birth we must seek revival.
For the glory that we see, in this awakening season,
We defend with tooth and claw, envenomed for this reason.

Lush are Her deadly plants, the canopy doth hide them,
Leaves of three, O let them be, our hatchlings grow beside them.
Dip in nightshade every claw, hide in trees and flowers.
In the jungles we do wait, counting down the hours.

Under our care the land will thrive, growth and joy unending.
We take back the scarred wasteland, druids they are mending.
Gladekeeper blankets the earth in green, and blesses all who call Her.
Life abundant we will spread, our Flight alongside Her.

- The Flower Carol, reworked