The wheel turns ever strong
Under Brighid’s
Watchful gaze.
The world awakens
From darkness’ hold,
Preparing and welcoming,
Hope renewed.
Divine and everlasting
Flame
Igniting the earth,
Inspiring poets’ dreams.
Healing waters
Awaiting release,
And purification
Of so many lost souls.
Hidden deep
Beneath February snow,
Sparks of life abound – radiant,
Reaching for the stars.
55 Flash Fiction Friday: Compose a story in 55 words and report back
25 comments:
You give me warmth with this post. I wanted more. Guess I'll just have to keep coming back.
Beautiful offering to Candlemas and Brigid at this most powerful time of year. Blessings to you and may you receive the what you have given here ten fold.
Namaste...next stop...spring.
Spin that wheel!
Beautiful words on nature and all its cycles.
I like this 55! Especially with the pending 2 feet of snow headed our way!
Wonderfully written. A sense of hope and inspiration oozes the reader immensely.
Thank you for that! I really needed that today!
The sun bathing the horizon is truly inspiring. Your beautiful 55 complimented the truly uplifting photo today. Nicely done Felicitas.
I'm up:
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yeah...snowing here now...and hoping for spring someday soon! well done 55. smiles.
mine i s up!
aaaah, the beautiful reawakening. from the dark. from winter. from loss...
You still need that awakening for this winter... looking forward to that spring
you are great at 55- my fave!
Perfect words to capture what everyone is feeling this winter!
so much life, so hidden... all we have to do is look...
I love this!!!
just beautiful. very well written and the picture is amazing also just love this 55
Just beautiful Felicitas.
Positive, and always the hope for renewal.
Excellent 55 My Dear.
Thank you so much for playing today, and have a Kick Ass Week-End!..G
I love your blog. You're posting some great stuff! I like the music too ;)
Ang
I love this 55 - the picture and your words. The cycles of life, pending birth...beautiful.
PG
I really like the imagery evoked by the final lines "Beneath February snow,
Sparks of life abound – radiant,
Reaching for the stars."
We should all look deeper to see the hidden beauty in life. Wonderful 55! Thanks for visiting mine!
But for the moment, it's still just cold around here.
Thank you everyone for your lovely comments!
Alice, you're just going to have to use your imagination. I can feel the warmth... I swear!
I don't know the gods and goddesses of the north, but this is like that wonderful Persephone myth, when she's about to be released by the god of the underworld who has held her all winter for eating pomegranet seeds. Her Mother Earth rejoices. Hope is indeed renewed.
The wheel will turn. That's easy to forget, this time of year. Thanks for the reassuring reminder!
That is a very pretty poem.
Pamela
Beautiful reminder of the cycles of Mother Nature and the sun's promise~
A hint of hope, to accompany the sloooowly lengthening days! Well done.
Soon be that time again, thanks for the reminder. :-)
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