The Wolves Of Erin
#4 of Poetry
A poem I have worked on for a while. The words are original, but the story was told to me by one of Erin's own kin, in the soft world of a dream at the edge of sleep. Here now I share with you the story of the wolves of Erin.
A long day done | A tired sleep needed
For peaceful rest called | And tiredness was heeded
A dream shown suddenly | A history to unfold
Thy protector now revealed | Their story now told
Old was the time | On the Isle Erin
When the wolves walked | Amongst the peat span
The Faoladh of many | The Conroicht their kin
In times long past | Lived freely among man
For eons of many | Wolves made home within
Both living and not | A presence of respect
For with their guidance | They sought to protect
Their blood and kin | Who lived in Erin
The males were mighty | Their mates were strong
For through their teaching | Erin was ever braven
The lost were safe | The weak not wronged
As the Faoladh walked | Along the Isle Erin
The time would come | The fall of wolves
And the Faoladh made | To hide among men
For from the east | There came a force
To usurp the hearts | Of Erin's great kin
Their spirits made cold | With eyes wide shut
The ones who came | Told of thorned crowns
And stole the hearts | Of Erin's young men
Who sought to purge | That which they hated
The wolves of Erin | Though now sight hidden
Did not just abandon | Their blood in man
Only those with which | The Faoladh lived within
Did know their beauty | And understand their kin
An isle of time | An isle of turmoil
The land of Erin | Was owned by many
And as time marched | The Isle's blood thinned
Seeping into the rocks | of the great world
In every land far | On every nation's soil
Lives the blood of | Erin's kith and kin
For they are now | A people made strong
Born from their hardship | Made now whole again
Son of Erin's kin | Blood of Erin's land
Listen faintly at night | As dreams may begin
For when the Faoladh | Might appear once again
A life of simplicity | Shall come to end
A call made clear | An answer not needed
Awaken son of Erin | Faoladh are now near
A life made whole | One's soul now eased
For a Conroicht sought | And I did dream