I stand alone

In a dark wood

Facing the moon

Lit by her beauty

Underfoot

Life is stirring

A wing sweeps

Forward

The maiden Brigid

Treads barefoot

Igniting my roots

One by one

The winds buffet me

Light, dark

Dark, light

The trees stand

Still

Soon the Cailleach

Will release her hold

On our dreams



(Jan 2023)