Midnight Raven's
Poetry
An
Imbolc poem
As
the candle flame grows tall and thin
I
feel the essence of Brigid within
Filling
me with creative desire
Now
the flame is growing higher
I
feel the winter waning
As
the wheel makes its turn
And
spring is in the coming
Or
so I have heard
I
feel the power of Imbolc
Coursing
through my veins
I
sit and await the nearing spring
And
ask Brigid to light my way
©Angie
Bowen aka Midnight Raven