From the black candle of darkness
We burn the white candle of light
Welcoming the Goddess Brigid
Into our homes on this night.
Fading are the cold days of winter.
Warmer days are soon to come.
Awakening our sleeping earth,
With the beating of a drum.
In the pastures, slowly turning green
Newborn lambs frolic and play.
Nature debuts all her beauty
More and more each coming day.
The sun shines down upon the land
Signaling when to plant the seeds
Nature's fertile ground is readying
To provide our wants and needs.
Welcome Imbolc, welcome Brigid
welcome love and welcome Spring.
Welcome to the seasons change
Bless the earth for all she brings.
© Joanne Matthew (2014)