Dreaming 'Land of the Irish Isles' Part 1
It's a brilliant and starry night,
The moon overthrows it's light,
As shadows dance across the warm wet earth,
Like fairies illuminating the murky forests,
With their otherworldly glow,
Playing hide-and-seek,
Beneath the toadstools,
And the hollows of sleeping flowers,
It is quite mesmerizing.
Think of vast emerald green hills,
Rolling towards the sea for miles,
The coastline with the sound of colliding waves,
The heavenly scent of the sea breeze,
Drawing you closer toward it,
Beckoning for you to enter,
As the minute fish that flip into the air,
Almost seeming to fly into the still night sky.
Just thinking about it reminds me of a poem,
To my love,
I give thee the sky,
The earth, The stars and the heavens,
The land and the sea,
The creatures that dwell in and upon it,
The fire that burns on a cold winter night,
The crystal palace wrought from the shimmering ice,
Everlasting life and faithfulness,
And most of all,
My never ending love to thee,
My sweet goddess of eternity.
Copyright © Robert Needles | Year Posted 2012
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