Imbolc 2006

The wheel turns again
the new year yawns and shivers
waking in the cold.

come to the warm fire
think hard on the paths we choose
as Earth starts to stir

twelve weeks till Beltaine
not much time at all really
how will we spend it?

making fast our plans?
or snuggled up together
enjoying our warmth?

at Yule we made vows,
laid plans and preparations
for the year we'd live

will it come to pass?
only we know our own truth
and can make it so.

~Aracos