mermaiden: (Faerie:  Shakti)
(A participation in the Fourth Annual Brigid Poetry Slam.) In honor, celebration and reverence of Brigid, my matron Goddess, I present this poem on the holy day of Imbolc~


I have known winters
Like others knew daughters
And painted provincials
In ragged time breath.

See me, here, breathing,
Blue smoke in the twilight
Exaltant near morning
And hushed in the night;

I have known winters
And I have known summers
And I have known You
Far longer than this,

And knee deep in snow drift
I learn and unlearn You
Hands cold and longing
And flame not burned out.

You come at the dawn and the night
And the morning
You rise as I rise and You
Never.
Go.
Out.

You, I have always
Loved, and in loving,
Knew majesty, sanctity,
Pulse speaking a hymn,

I sing that hymn, Winter,
I sing it, a reverence,
I sing it, a laughter,
I sing it, a prayer,

For all still sweet lovers
And water born daughters
And morning, and star time,
And brand new, bright years.

(I sing it,
Devotion,
In dreaming
With
You.)


-- SD 2/2/09 --
Mood:: 'indescribable' indescribable

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