Imbolc

Purple-petaled crocuses
Unfold from milk-colored snow
Blooming as if between thighs

Purple-petaled crocuses
Stamen and pistol like gold
Bloom beneath growing sunlight

Purple-petaled crocuses
Earth's first flowers whisper Spring
Long nights begin their retreat

Purple-petaled crocuses
Promising new fruit and grain
With the shortening of shadows

Brigit awakes, stretching long
Laughing at darkness and night
Her flame turns frost into thaw

Brigit awakes, singing clear
Her touch springing green shoots near
Earth becomes resurrected

Brigit awakes, walking now
Purple-petaled crocuses
Spring in the goddess's wake

Mary Jones © 2003

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