Imbolc
Waters punch, wind pulls
bones curl like waves
pushed from the belly of earth.
Sky of delicate cracks,
weave of weighted wool
in this cradle of keening.
Lichens stretch through
liminal space
seeds pivot in Fibonacci form
while this body twists widdershins
like a tempest in a teacup
to the kingpin of the soul.
Watch the old pine still standing,
it’s slow spiral dance
to music of what’s to come
in poetry, craft and prophecy –
flaming daughter of Dagda
light of truth and blessing
lead us through this darkness
Imbolc is the Celtic celebration of a cross-quarter day (Feb 1st), halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. It symbolizes the quickening of spring in the northern hemisphere, it is the first tremor of sap awakening – a time for planting seeds for the future.