sacred season
of spring’s light dawning
darkness fading
gentle murmurs from
the deep…fertile seeds
who long to see the sun

~kat

A photo of the hills to the west, a magnetic poetry poem using the Nature kit, and a very joy-filled, glimmery, blessed Imbolc to you and yours. On this day we are reminded that the darkness never lasts forever, that new life and spring is in the wings and that we can forge our own new beginning. The constancy of the seasons gives us comfort and hope for a new season of light in our own lives.

Peace, Hope, Love and Glimmers of the coming light of Spring to you.

~kat

P.S. yes…I’m still looking for glimmers. Day 32 and counting.