For Brigid’s
Day
Who am i to bow to You
--
me shorn of love, without
honor;
You an enduring
Goddess,
long honored for your
bounty
of knowledge, thought’s
ground water
poured, shared, carried
forward.
Goddess of
brides,
of hope, of visions, of
poetry.
We who want a deeper
future for ourselves,
more kind, more
wise,
a better definition for
humanity,
assemble on bended knees
to
beg, accept, express your
beauty.
Humans alive to
art,
flow of mystic cavern
seas,
can synergize, can
command,
manifest as
Magick.
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