The spark of life, sleeping within the still and silent shell of the seed. The heart of love, bounded as bonded in the walls of affection's fastness. The waiting god hidden within some men, requiring for its full awakening only that life, love, destiny, desire, intention, and perfection that comes from complementarity with the waiting goddess hidden within some women.

All of these reach back through time to the Mystery of the once-mortal Yngʀ upon his glad high throne, and can speak to those apt for listening: of long labour, of passionate devotion, of steady discipline, and of continuity through seasons.

Now another season wakes upon the Earth who turns under our very feet - and the most amazing things do still happen! For those able to see through the course of the seasons, and to see them through.