The Autumn Brighid

by Tammarigan Tyrsdaughter

The wood that burns, the heart that burns,
The wind that whispers in the night,
The planet turns, the circle turns,
And spirit-wings release in flight,

The whispered leaf, the falling leaf,
The darkness rustles feather-bright,
The moment stilled, forever brief,
Forever dancing in the light.

Oh, Lady, hear, as I call -
Ignite the hearthfire of the soul!

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