Sweet mother Brigid, who sang the song of life to us as we grew in the sacred wells of our mother’s womb. You held our hands as we emerged from that sacred spring, and lit the fire of life within us. Enliven us as you do the poets who sing your praise, to sing the song of life to all the creatures and the green kin around us as we learn to live in the marvelous light of your forge. Blessed sister, radiant golden flame, foster-mother of Christ, adopt us as your fosterlings and teach us your ways. Brigid of the threshold, guide us through the places of change. Brigid of the hearth fire, fill our homes with light and life, gladden our hearts, teach us to make all good things. Brigid of the holy waters, bathe us in healing, and wash us in your soothing well. Brigid of lore, teach us to learn, to listen, to speak and to sing with the eloquence of a bard and the beauty of a poet. Brigid of the golden shield, stoke the fires of courage within us and teach us to trust and stand strong. Help us to ever work for justice, speak truth, and seek a better world. Bless every birth, holy midwife, protecting every child as foster mother. Bless us with springtime, enlivening new growth in the fertile lands on which we live, and connect us to the green wisdom. Shelter the creatures of this earth and stand guard over us all as we face the perils of these days. Brigid of the overflowing milk, nourish us all in mind, body, and spirit. For our birth, our life, and our inspiration, For our kin, our callings, and our homes, For our heart fire, hearth fire, and the circle bright, We thank you We praise you We welcome you home.