In Honour of St. Brigid
on this last day of January it's basically February
In Wintering Sunlight
This warrior of compassion
Who spoke her wish before a King
and all who were near
desperate for ration
beholding their answer in
a miracles unfolding
Under the blanket of glistening light
the soft spikes of green stand strong
in their might
not crushed by the weight of the sleepy
season
but alive as though with new
inhibition
So brash and so rampant
the green far and wide
breathing in
they all felt
the rush of growth
from all the flowers inside
changed for facebook post. I think i like it better.
So brash and so rampant
the green far and wide
breathing in life
sharing in quiet delight
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