The Song of Imbolc




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I am the unopened bud, and I the blossom,
I am the life-force gathering to a crest,
I am the still companion of the silence,
I am the far-flung seeker of the quest.
I am the daughter gathering in wisdom,
I am the son whose questions never cease,
I am the dawn-light searching out glad justice,
I am the centre where all souls find peace.


From the Celtic Devotional by Caitlin Matthews

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