Imbolc Esbat Poetry
The candle’s lit on this dark night
As all the world does sleep.
Our prayer is one of hope for light
That this darkness doesn’t keep.
The cold of Winter has been hard
Sunny days seem far away.
The starlight of this night will guard
The secrets of this day.
We celebrate in Circle round
And urge the flame to rise.
Together its hope we all have found
As the Sun returns to the skies.
The night is calm, the air is chill
As we join in sacred rites
The hope of Spring we now instill
On this holy Imbolc night.
So Blessed Be, and Merry Meet
And may we meet again.
I cannot think of a way to beat
A Sabbat spent with friends.
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