A Crone Spring Chant Open buds, Open branches, reach to the sky Feel the force growing, energy spiraling high Nature is dancing to the ancient tune Nature is flowing, fed by Spring's Moon The Sun is warming the beds of the Earth Nature rejoices with youthful mirth Dance the Moons of Springtime, grow with Earth Open your own petals . . . in a healing re-birth. author unknown to me Do you know the author of this writing? If so please inform me. If you are the author and want me to remove this work let me know and I'll remove it immediately or give proper credit. Thanks!