Four times we celebrate changing seasons,
Four times the changing state of our day star;
Though planting is the oldest of reasons,
New holy days replaced them, times afar.
Sunshine and starfire bring light and joy
To all who work at the earth for their food;
Though a queen, she quickly became le roi
When men proclaimed men the source of all good.
Golden orb of liquid amber burning,
you light the day and fire up our hearts,
you mark the passage of cosmic turning,
you can strengthen or damage human parts.
Everything is good in moderation;
Including immoderate vocation.
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