Interview with the Irish Wind

Interview – 3-21-24 For Paddy Ch. Quick as a Wink 6/26/2010 – 3/8/24 www.poetrysoup.com › poem › interview_with_the_irish ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Interview With the Irish Wind Wind from the heart of Eire, come abide with me for a moment before you toss your swirling hair across your ancient friend for I feel your breath rising inside me - a banshee’s howl. Are you here to carry my Irish rascal’s spirit on the breath of emerald breezes, his soft and silky coat waving like fields of golden wheat, to new hallowed hills of green? Will you set his soft paws on sunlit winding lanes rising up to meet him when he crosses a mystical bridge misted in rainbows? Will you escort him to that sacred hollow of sunny glens where he ever runs free embraced in the sparkle of the Daystar, twinkling with delight like etched crystal - quick as an Irish wink! Tell me, wind of Erin, does the beat of his steadfast heart pulse in your throbbing cadence like the bodrain and Kerry drums, his bright brown eyes dancing like jigs and reels - a new star in Eire’s eternal sky? Wind from the Irish sea, do you ruffle his soft grey ears with the touch of angel’s breath sung as a lullaby as he sits upon his Creator’s feet feeling life surge within him again – a newborn wind? O Celtic child, Grieving heart, let your heart rest in the hollow of the Creator’s hand where shamrocks never close, forever blooming in eternal light. Hear the music he left in your heart – a soft breeze across the Shannon, know his task now finished, blessed, like fine spring rain – consummated by grace – eternal grace so pleased. And, when you hear the pipes know in ways he never leaves but sings the music shared by your hearts sung from his forever home. And now that he has been through the fire out of that dark and cold space you will bring him home again. Beannactai!