~ Though still it seems like winter
Cold chill is in the air
In the snowy forest
A Lady walks there
The sun follows her leading
And shimmers in her hair
Beneath the Lady walking
a seed stirs in the earth
Within her rounded belly
new life, new hope, new birth
Await! The time is coming
The winter clouds disperse ~
To celebrate Imbolc the girls and I made a yellow cake, to honor the sun, and they made white roses out of marshmallow fondant for Brigid, the Bride. |
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~ Oh Lady, gentle Mother,
Healer, sing us awake
Within us the seeds are lying
to blossom in a New Spring
Lady of Fire and Water
Lady of home, of light
Guide us and bring us
into all that we can be ~
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