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| Life is inside Gaia's womb As the Sun begins to bloom Stirring deep inside the Earth Gaia soon, she will give birth Light the candles one by one As we see more of the Sun Weave the Brigit's cross tonight and hang it by the cooking light Now the triple Goddess rules The triple flame the blacksmith tools The fires of hearth will burn For poetry my heart does yearn Hail to Brigit on this night There's magick in the fairy flight See the women at the well Listen to what she will tell The fairies flutter with delight The ewes give milk and all is right Blessed be this Imbolg night springtime now is near in sight |
| Imbolc by Nancy Venus |
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