Expectant as the Earth awakes

Promises, renewal, rebirth

Life forces stirring beneath our feet

Hope comes with returning light

As birds find their voice in the wakening wood

We call to Brigid to heal our hearts

To open our arms to the strengthening Sun

Come sit alone with your thoughts in the woods

Breathe deep and slow to rest with the space

Let the chorus of birdsong bring you to still

The pure white of snowdrops quietening your mind

And be one with this Earth as you welcome the spring