IMBOLC
Snowdrops fringe Brighid's path,
faerie blooms gathered
to greet the beloved daughter
of the Tuatha Dé Danann.
Fairest Goddess of the hearth,
Bride of Earth,
Keeper of the Sacred Flame,
stokes her fire;
her blessings of light, hope and
warmth sweep
across Winter's frozen domain.
Mighty Force, our spirits fertile
render! Awash in
your glow shall we be made
pure. Your brightest
blaze may we harvest, for our
own soul's flame
to rekindle, for its inert seeds
to cause to burgeon.
Life now quickens in Creation's
womb, yearning
to emerge from the Great Below.
The moon smiles
unseen in the crisp, clear blue,
for she perceives buds
stir within the barest branches.
Pave the path for Spring,
of the Tuatha Dé Danann.
Fairest Goddess of the hearth,
Bride of Earth,
Keeper of the Sacred Flame,
stokes her fire;
her blessings of light, hope and
warmth sweep
across Winter's frozen domain.
Mighty Force, our spirits fertile
render! Awash in
your glow shall we be made
pure. Your brightest
blaze may we harvest, for our
own soul's flame
to rekindle, for its inert seeds
to cause to burgeon.
Life now quickens in Creation's
womb, yearning
to emerge from the Great Below.
The moon smiles
unseen in the crisp, clear blue,
for she perceives buds
stir within the barest branches.
Pave the path for Spring,
Nature's every child! Within
and without, create fitting abodes
for Her treasures.
Soon shall Earth's strings quiver
with the music of birth,
of blossoming, of fruition.
and without, create fitting abodes
for Her treasures.
Soon shall Earth's strings quiver
with the music of birth,
of blossoming, of fruition.
© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum
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