Anansi

Fire's Scourge,
The Sun's love

The Sun comes upon her,
her fire shining into his eyes.
Fangs bared:
fight!

Two spirits battling,
two wills at stake:
for blood, for cub!

Now the Moon pales,
the warrior watches:
she's the suns fire,
his power inside her.

***

The flame mourns its cub,
the flame of Ostara dead.
Tears turn to rage,
but rage grows cold.
Others will bring down the Sun.

***
Pain, pain!
Cries and roars of a mother.
Sinana, her flame, dead.
May the forests burn to ashes
as to put a stop to the Sun.