Above: Skellig Michael. "I tell you the thing does not belong to any world that you and I have lived and worked in: it is part of our dream world". George Bernard Shaw.
Poem of the Week
THE SONG OF AMERGIN
Translation by Douglas Hyde
I am the wind which breathes upon the sea,
I am the wave of the ocean,
I am the murmur of the billows,
I am the ox of the seven combats,
I am the vulture upon the rocks,
I am a beam of the sun,
I am the fairest of plants,
I am a wild boar in valor,
I am a salmon in the water,
I am a lake in the plain,
I am a word of science,
I am the point of the lance of battle,
I am the God who created in the head the fire.
Who is it who throws light into the meeting on the mountain?
Who announces the ages of the moon?
Who teaches the place where couches the sun?
(If not I.)
Amergin, c. 500 BC, was a Milesian bard, druid and judge. As he set his right foot on land at Waterville, Co Kerry. he proclaimed his great mystical poem - generally seen as the beginning of the Irish poetic tradition.
Here is a lovely rendition of the Song by the Australian singer, Lisa Gerrard.
Translation by Douglas Hyde
I am the wind which breathes upon the sea,
I am the wave of the ocean,
I am the murmur of the billows,
I am the ox of the seven combats,
I am the vulture upon the rocks,
I am a beam of the sun,
I am the fairest of plants,
I am a wild boar in valor,
I am a salmon in the water,
I am a lake in the plain,
I am a word of science,
I am the point of the lance of battle,
I am the God who created in the head the fire.
Who is it who throws light into the meeting on the mountain?
Who announces the ages of the moon?
Who teaches the place where couches the sun?
(If not I.)
Amergin, c. 500 BC, was a Milesian bard, druid and judge. As he set his right foot on land at Waterville, Co Kerry. he proclaimed his great mystical poem - generally seen as the beginning of the Irish poetic tradition.
Here is a lovely rendition of the Song by the Australian singer, Lisa Gerrard.