Lugh’s Garden

She came quietly,
Like warmth in the afternoon
Of a winter day,
And in my soul, flowers bloomed
Through the snows of loneliness.

She came quietly,
Like a star, rising above
The wall around me,
And the wall fell from my view,
To leave only the heavens.

She came quietly,
Like a flower opening
To morning’s first light,
And the dawn of a new life
Pushed darkness away from me.

In my solitude,
I prayed for someone to love.
She came quietly,
And, for the first time, I heard
The music of the Angels.

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