Hail to the sacred flame,
the protector during childbirth,
the patron of craftsmen.
Let me sit by your hearth,
you of pure heart,
beloved of the people.
Tell me the secrets of the herbs
drying throughout your home.
Protect my future offspring
at their time of birth,
firey midwife to the earth.
Inspire my crafts
to shine with beauty
and hard work.
Inspire me to find my calling,
and grant me
your wisdom,
vision,
and mirth.
Brigid,
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