Finally, the long-awaited Summer Queen appears, mounting the blue globe thistle as if she were ruler of the world. Her stained-glass wings are as fragile as flame, as bold as our prayers for her forgiveness and well-being.
Look, oh glorious queen! We have gathered your favorite flowers and built you a garden while singing songs of love. Come and drink your fill. Write our address in the hearts of your children, for we have written your beauty in ours.
And as long as there are summers, may you return. And may we unfailingly welcome you with our love, and our flowers, and our joy.