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"Blessing of Brighid" a poem by Trey Ward I planted a seed where only I know I gave it water so that it would grow Air to breathe and soil to nourish And all the sunlight it would need to flourish I had done all I needed without a doubt So I sat myself down to watch my seed sprout A day passed, then a week, then a month and a year And I felt my spine give a shudder of fear My care was in vain and my efforts inept And I’ve been a fool for the hope that I’ve kept. For this dream that I’ve had was all in my head And the seed that I planted lies in the ground dead. I lay in dust and despair by my garden of folly And upon me the earth unleashed a volley Thorns tore my hands, rain stung my face, The Sun scorched my skin, the wind howled disgrace. As I fell onto stone, time seemed to slow, And my limp, broken body was lost in the snow. Then my ears caught a sound that broke through my shame. A voice piercing my heart and calling my name. Next my eyes saw a vision, as my soul began to sing, Of the kind and fair woman, Brigid of the Spring! Her hair red as fire, Her skin white as milk, Her hands strong as iron, but her touch soft as silk. “Arise anruth,” she said “And hear my voice. For the pain you’ve endured was of your own choice. Your seed would have grown but you just wouldn’t see. You vainly tried to force it when you should have let it be. For no one can make time march any faster And life is a mystery that no one can master. Don’t live in regret because life is too dear. You must learn to live with the Wheel of the Year. To taste the apples of Autumn, to go dancing in Spring To light the hearth in Winter, to hear the Summer Sun sing. Be content in every moment and banish your doubt. Soon you will see that your seed has sprout And your tree will grow taller than you ever did dream And drop its hazelnuts into your stream.”