Hello my friends,
Tis' another place to seek the light,
Under the bright stars of night,
Brigit burns her candles,
Burning the very stars to guide your way,
To give you strength of health and blessings of old.
So I give you my gift of love,
Honed by the great cauldron,
Tooled by the flame,
Struck and hammered into size,
To bear arms and blade,
I become her noble sword,
Singing with the furious battle,
Wielded to defend her secret wars,
But blind as I am,
Willful as I am,
She gives me this mastery,
Of light over night,
And bears the three women,
Inside me.
