From winter’s dark, the light is born, Hope awakens with the morn. Seeds of promise, deep and sure, Rest now stir, alive once more. By flame and breath, by spark and snow, I claim new paths for which I grow. What lay dormant now takes form, I step renewed, reborn, transformed. Light return and bless my way, At Imbolc’s dawn, I start today. #goddess #witchcraft #spellwork #imbolc #pagan