Bride, I Breathe You In

Bride, I breathe you in
With my lungs I breathe you in
With my eyes I delight in your form
With my tongue I savour you
With my nose I remember you down all my days
With my ears I listen to you speak the wind
With my skin I feel your cold touch
And your warm touch

Bride, I ask your blessing
With my heart I feel your blessing
With my voice I sing your blessing
With my acts I spread your blessing
Without your blessing I am nothing
Without your blessing there is nothing
With your blessing, the world is born
With your love, we live

Note: Bride is the Scots version of Brighid.

Blue Dog

I was troubled
When I first saw the Blue Dog
Blue Dog against a red brick wall
Blue Dog who lives deep down inside
He only showed himself once
In a frenzy of crayon
In the therapist’s office

The wall was red brick with green shadows
An elaborate wall
Dynamic
Vibrating on the paper
Energy of chaos
Impenetrable in its complexity

But the Blue Dog was still
Featureless
Calm
Soothing
Silhouetted in front of the wall
And from that moment
My life turned

I know he’s there still
The Blue Dog inside me
Still, against a red brick wall