A humble offering from Celtia....

Into the heart of the longest night
I cast my burning spear,
Seeking the seed of the unborn light
To banish winter drear.

Mine is the moment, mine is the flame,
I grasp it to my heart,
Singing the song of sweet Brighid's name,
To praise her brave bold Art.

Into the heart of the longest night
We entered without fear,
Surviving and striving with all our might
To embrace another good year.

Out of the darkness one echo sighs,
I hear hope's distant call,
Ringing and bringing a new sunrise,
To soul-friends, one and all!