Brigid they name me
And three gifts of fire I bring:
First, the flame of inspiration,
Frenzy of poet and anguish of artist,
And passion of lover for
union with the beloved;

Second, the fierce fire of
the smith-craft,
through whose testing
all must pass;
And third,
the most precious of all,
Which eases the second’s pain,
The undying warmth of healing,
The last and greatest gift
Of the ever-returning sun.

-Traditional Wiccan prayer