In the crisp chillwe howled at the full moonempathizing with brother wolfclinging with toesto pebbles and sandand prickly forest elementsClosing eyes in the effortimmersed in the thrilland quickening spiritUntil with cloud,one-pointedness and voicedrifted away in...

Settle in my bonesyou might saywithout compunctionor judgementor some silly self-descriptionNaked insideand comfortable with itable to leap small challengesin a single thoughtand discover that roadblocksare an invitationfor a spontaneous picnic

Her gripon realityon outcomeher fantasyand sointentions awryaskew, asideShe stoppedshe sighedshe breathedprayedlistenedrepurposedand aligned

In the bellygrowing and readyingto sproutand now the quickeningbegins anewImbolc's promiseBrigid's dreamingLife awakeningunto itselfkicking and rejoicingbeing alive

In a flurryof self contemplationthe truth tickled my fancyNowand againbefore settling into the bonesin quiet acquiescenceAssimilation of the factsprovided only a side notetucked amongst the light

Over in the meadowwhere the mists like jewelswere just liftingto reveal the deepest emeraldShe lifts her veiland there in the new sunlightthe pond awakens, sparklesin a silence like a velvet robeThe rich, verdant visioncourses through my veinsand dewey chill shivers...

Centered in heartbetween sky and earthbetween inner and outerin the sweet spotof Soul expressingThere in all consciousnessthe song burst forthin all of joyousnessand lit up the universe--- a beacon of Love