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Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while the waves on your rocky shores
like boudrans pound out
“Come Home”

In the green fields,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

Wandering trails, Armagh to Oklahoma,
Endless searching for the songs of the past,
 Riding ancient roads, St. Mullins to Claremore ,
Within the Circle that always will last.

Tsa-la-gi, 
song of my ancient soul,
a lyric chant
that floats across time
and whispers to me
to seek out 
Kindred Spirits of the Circle.

Tennessee, Trail of Tears, Tahlequah…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your bluestem
like a cedar flute drifts upward,
while the rain, heavy on sandstone
like ceremonial drums beats out
“Come Home”

In the red dirt, 
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Familiar trails, Galway to Oklahoma,
 No fear of what the future will bring,
River Shannon to the muddy banks of the Red,
 Hear the spirit chorus of the Old Ones sing.

Destiny,
song of all ancient souls,
timeless hymn
that wafts through shadow-lives
and murmurs to me
to grasp and keep close
those with like hearts.

Green Country, Panhandle, My Oklahoma…
I hear your voices.
Your breath on the air
like pipes sings the song of forever,
while your hearts full of memory
burst with recognition and throb out 
“Come Home”

From one side of the Earth,
through the center to the other,
Armagh to Oklahoma,
Doolin to Chelsea,
Green fields, 
Red dirt,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Boudran beats slowly,
 Cedar flute rings lowly,
 Singing the songs of the places I’ve been,
 From sweet Ireland’s green valleys,
 To Oklahoma red dirt beneath me,         
  My soul keeps dancing around the Circle again.


Note: Tsa-la-gi = Cherokee language for the name Cherokee.
Italics sung to the tune of “The Bard of Armagh”, AKA “The Streets of Laredo”
Adapted from the original for Oklahoma Cowboy Poetry Week, third week in April 
2006
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