The Goddess of grim determination is also the bringer of green shoots.
The star of will beyond will is the star that raises water from the ground.
The vulture cutting through the air, the straight arrow
Is the one Whom none can stand against,
And the bearer of the warm whisper
That reaches the seeds where they lie waiting,
Green-wrapped and solemn as the Lord of the West.
[Aaaand, I had originally intended to write something for each of the Days on the Year. Look how that turned out. Anyway. Happy birthday, Aset!]