Imbolc means "in
the belly" -
as winter comes to an end and
life is busting in bowels of
Gaia Mother Earth, longing
to burst forth into spring -
where crisp crocuses quiver
from morning moonlight,
until later dusky night and
tiny hints of green bud tips
beckon us closer to listen
to Bridget's gentle Spring song.
2009 February 2