for Brigid’s Day

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.