Till Light Blooms

a song on Brigid’s Eve

Dear Brigid of the Hearth
Herald of the Greening 
Come, melt all icy hearts 
Accompany our keening 
Heal false powers’ harms
Restore to us the meaning 
Of Peace, Compassion, and 
True Hospitality 

Dear Lady of the Spring 
Spread Your Mantle boldly 
Your gracious growing bring 
Although these winds blow coldly 
Cover us with Hope
Till Light blooms manifoldly 
Flowers of Justice, Joy, and 
Generosity. 

   A hopeful, warm hello to anyone who reads these words! It probably shouldn’t come as a surprise to me, after more than three decades of friendship with Brigid, that the occasion of Her Feast would call my creative spirit out of hibernation. Still, it was a joyful surprise to feel the stirrings of a song in my soul as I made my tea this morning. 
   Under  the weather, and the weight of the world this winter, I have been hunkered down; lacking adequate energy for sharing words. But my Dear Lady Brigid; well, She is a wellspring of illuminating generosity, and always has a way of prompting me to come out of my little self protective hole, metaphorically speaking.
 (I am suddenly feeling a kinship with a certain groundhog!)
    I pray that this little song may bring a gentle ray of hopeful light and warmth into your heart, and that you are able to access, with the help of Friends, within and all around you, all that you need to weather the harsh conditions in the world, till Light blooms. Hold on. 
Sending love and prayers, 
Cheryl Anne