Brigit, Celtic Goddess...

I stand tall amidst a maelstrom of adversity.
It spins on all sides but my eyes see
every spin of every wind. The thunder, the  
flashes threaten but I see only the future.  
I hear the cries, the pleads that whirl about  
me but I only feel now, the moment.  
I rise above the storm to that pillar visible    
to the entire world and it’s people.  
“Hear me my people, I am Brigit,  
Queen of this moment”.  
The vision can only be seen by the    
female heart yearning to be one with destiny.  
Each girl, collecting wild flowers,  
each mother, with child at her breast  
and each matron imparting the    
wisdom of the ages, will see herself    
standing up high. Each see, in Brigit,    
what they want to see in themselves,  
strength, resolve and commitment to    
meet each challenge with courage.  
Women’s strength transcends men’s    
ability to understand. In that moment    
when dragons roar and breathe their  
fire, we’ll step into the inferno    
while men retreat. We’ll slay the    
threat while others cower and hide.  
“Feed on the fear, my sisters.    
Let it fill you with the courage to fight    
and the will to prevail.    
Look to the sky, every year at Imbloc,    
when flowers grow and life renews.  
I will appear on this pillar, to remind    
you, that you are me and I am you,    
that we are one today and forever.  
Be proud, be strong, be true”.