Imbolc Blessings

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As the dark, cold morning gives way to light,
And the world shows her face dazzling in her nakedness,
So the twigs and leaf-bare branches,
Bow to the passing dance
Of old Jack Frost.

His crystal breath on the earth,
And the corners of houses weep icicles of joy.
But where is the Sun’s warmth?
Where is life?

A small flower, delicate and pure-white,
Looks to the earth,
As if talking to the waiting green,
“Not yet,” it seems to whisper.
“When I fall, then you can return.”

And she nods her head,
as the Lady passes by,
Leaving more flowers in Her wake.

Happy Imbolc Everyone!

© Damh the Bard

10 responses to “Imbolc Blessings”

  1. […] Imbolc Blessings Posted on 01/02/2011 by Brian KissingBear As the dark, cold morning gives way to light, And the world shows her face dazzling in her nakedness, So the twigs and leaf-bare branches, Bow to the passing dance Of old Jack Frost. His crystal breath on the earth, And the corners of houses weep icicles of joy. But where is the Sun’s warmth? Where is life? A small flower, delicate and pure-white, Looks to the earth, As if talking to the waiting green, “Not yet,” it seems to whisper. “When I fall … Read More […]

  2. This was beautiful to read and a lovely lift to a morn that finds oneself buried in snow and ice…. Happy Imbolc and Blessed Be

  3. Beautiful Blessing thank you for sharing it Damh 😀
    thought you might enjoy the poem I wrote in the style of a Druidic Blessing for my Beltane Blessing machinima film

    Bright Blessings
    elf ~

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