Deborah Oak put out the call; Reya Mellicker started the trad: poetry 'round the Pagan 'net for Imbolc.
Two from Mawlana, Rumi:
Come, come, whoever you are!
This caravan is not of despair.
Even though you have broken your vows
perhaps ten thousand times.
Come again, come!
This caravan has no despair.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving,
Keep walking, though there is no place to get to.
Don't try to see through
That's not for
But don't move the way fear
makes you move.
Today, like every other day,
we wake up empty
Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.