The flaming beauty’s anticipated,
in preparation they make her a bed.
For all through the winter they have waited,
and they have nothing but hope in their heads;
of the departure of seasons of death.
Arranging a feast with fire in their hearts,
in optimism their belief is fed.
The renewal of life and a fresh start’s
prophetic in their art. They know their grief will part.
Fervid in dreams assurance is rooted,
in all the blessings that Brigid will bring.
Empyreal a Godess reputed,
her touch gives radiance to everything;
in her conception she is inspiring.
The wonder of love and life she donates,
is ablaze their desires are
Seeds of their wishes are planted they wait,
for spring its bloom ornate, in its grace they relate.
Gentle in nature orbs mother is mild,
her revival of spirits admired.
Protector of women and every child,
in her passion all violence is expired;
and in her healing all hurt is retired.
Prolific, gestating in her rebirth,
she casts away all the cold and tired;
nursing the sun she will give to the earth.
Lights flicker in their hearths, for Brigid and her worth.