Celtic Dreams

The Celtic dreams come forth through auric visions of an all-seeing eye. An ancient calling where the mystic rivers flow down a rugged mountain while Angels bathe in the springs of an everlasting and radiant beauty. The Soul grasps at memories enfolding within fields of emerald green, where the sun kisses the golden barley as it dances softly to a warm, beautiful breeze. I see my blessed star once more awaiting me upon the great golden plain, enchanting the beautiful songbirds’ sweet melodies, and holding the air one breathes. I come on the breath of a sigh, as the haunting Celtic pipes are calling breathlessly to your adoring beauty, with true angelic music playing wondrous tunes to you over the mountains forever more. From the Kingdom of Arrach, I stand looking out over a magical mountain river from which mighty waters roar, and find deep ethereal senses pure where the inner eye sees through murky depths, on the edge of a dark mysterious voyage toward the dreams of my past. Stars twinkle in an azure sky, and within these stars my Diamond Queen is shining, as liquid gold melts blending gently with radiant colors of a misted celestial light. I stand as the true power of an ancient time, and the past lives live on within my warrior heart. High above the mountain an eagle spreads its wings, evoking the horizon, and sounding soft echoes as an affectionate calling. My beloved, this Celtic heart beats only for you. Come to me from your star, and we shall join once more, uniting dreams under the sleeping eyelids, and later awaken the whispers in the seed and pollen floating in the enchanted night air. The eagle circling ever so slowly in descending circles, with a halo vision, falling to the spirit of Celtic beauty. A flaming heart burns once more, you come as promised, eclipsing upon this earth. I kneel before you my gracious one to softly kiss your breathless petals. A thousand dreams take flight. The lonely wolf on the highest pinnacle of Arrach awaits his love as the eagle flies in search of a new Celtic dream to be reborn into this life. Lighting moonbeams dance with the shadows of sparkling starlight glistening silver, born into an existence from a black void of nothingness. The wolf and the eagle shall now join as one in human shape and form. It’s at this moment that new legends arise in the sunsets, holding your slender fingers to my heart with a deepest joy that skips inside a chain that kisses your every command. And now behold the glory of the coming, as light explodes in such colored hues. If I could blow onto your hair a gentle whisper where a Soul floats, breathing warm treasure sparkles, with one very special gleam. Once more King Aird Righ and his Diamond Queen come forth to redeem again the mantle of Celtic glory and storied greatness. A gift gem of a thousand lifetimes, beyond dreams of sweet honey, awakening in the morning I bask in your very light and mythical presence. On the breath of a sigh you come from your peaceful sleep, called by our Love speaking from our ancient time, and with each passing moon, I sense while gazing at the stars ineluctable feelings and emotions as the divine dewdrops of the morning speak. You are the greatest jewel these blue eyes shall ever see—a diamond shining bright in my darkest hours—you are my love Supreme. This Soul calls over the ocean waves, as each echo in your voice ripples like a tiny humming bird with its heart beating so rapidly and flowering kisses on your soft and sweet dreams. Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (August 25, 2015) (Free Verse)