Bridhe's Green Mantle

The fields have been ploughed
Fat brown Earth
Ready to receive the seeds
Look, a shimmer of green
Signs of life
A promise of colour
And delicate flavour
And fruit in the fullness of time

Trees and bushes everywhere
Seem to stretch
And reach for the sun
Their branches bulge with buds
Signs of life
A promise of colour
And delicate perfume
And fruit in the fullness of time

My heart also feels the touch
Of Bridhe's gentle hand
The hard crust, the protective shell
Will soon burst
Sign of new growth
A promise of colour
And delicate flavour
And fruit in the fullness of time

Deep within

Deep within me
Is the source of living water
Bright as sunlight
Liquid as molten nielo
Cool as the sea breeze
Eloquent as my son
Refreshing as brown beer
Soothing like Bridhe's hand
Nourishing my soul
Feeding my hunger
Teaching my heart
Carrying my thoughts
To Tir n'An Og
Forming the being of my Self
Keeping the baby safe
For the day of her birth

Imbolc

Not a sound, all is quiet
The world holds its breath
Ice keeps a firm grip
When, oh when will it release me?

Close your eyes
Stay by the fire
Pull your clothes tight
Listen
Listen
Listen

Can you hear minute cracks
Appearing in the ice
In your soul
In the world

Through the crack you see
Milky white
Flame red
Coal black
And a bright smile
To warm your heart
To feed your soul
And inspire your mind