Brigid: A poem from the land

February 4, 2017


The pace of your soul 


Slow yourself, slow yourself, slow yourself here 

I am in the wind, soft caress on skin and land 

Slowly enter, drop and rest

I am creatrix, poetress, sacred sex, genderless

Enlightened mysterious 

Keeper of the flame

Mistress of water, arts, traditions, imagination and the rites of Spring 

Through me flows all of life's creation 

I hold you in softness in this land 

Go back to the pace of your soul 




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