Lady Winter

A friend of Morrigan named Maria had a magical wintersolstice in December. Afterwards she told me what she saw. And I made a poem of it.  

As a memory of the beginning of Yule and the closing of this part of the Wheel:: 

Lady Winter

She was in a golden ball

Saw two figures riding horses

Although she  couldn’t see their faces,

She knew by mysterious forces

They were me and her, riding,

In circles we moved around

In a deep and dark forest

where we couldn’t hear a sound

Until a magical moment did occur

In shining light Lady Winter stood there, tall

And gave both of us a call

That sign made us feel delighted

On our righteous pathway we were

and everything became very, very, clear.

Big thank you to Maria, who had shared her experience with me. She too, rolls on in the time of Wheel towards Imbolc tonight when we welcome Blodeuewedd, goddess of this time of year.