Merlyn and the Megalith

 

By Windstorm kells ©2002

 

 

To grow a full beard

As Merlyn loved and feared

Learn all that knowledge

Using wisdom to judge

Inspiring all who come forth

 

Druidic skills for good and love

Ravens caw high above

Fairly give

Fairly take

A crop seeded well

Sprung as well known myth

 

Observing

Consecrating

Gardening healthy fair

Protecting

Teaching from deep within

 

Walking ancestral lands

Barefoot, collecting no burrs

Power begins to grow

Nearer with but silence

Ahead blue stones of the megalith

 

Presented to stones of old

Sprinkled with a hint of gold

Body hair stands on end

Sparks flash, touched

Spirits feeling totally blithe

 

Unable to go farther

A zephyr’s gentile caress

An old man appears

Smile welcomes, hushing fears

Laughingly, traveled from Meath

 

Sorrow hung upon his words

“Is today really tomorrow?”

Ancient world decayed

This new beast

Untamed and unlawful disgust

“Come young one, see…”

A cauldron of time appears

Places seen nevermore

But live in a soul evermore

Moving away to the north

 

A voice trails as he leaves

“…remembrance to the Celts

Unlock mysteries of long ago

Knowledge is love

Wisdom is pain…”

 

Reviews

[Sara]

your diction is very smartlt chosen and fits your theme- great interpretation of the story.

[Lady Ellen]

lovely. Sort of like an epic poem for the old celts. Has a nice feeling of legend to it.

[Rhiannon Dragonraine]

I love the symbolism peppered through out this and the abstract wandering of the sights and feeling. It jumps from things; the sights the sounds the emotions as if you captured every nuances and thought that occurs within a seconds breadth, what a wonderful work good job.

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Wow!! This is very good! You give a great description of Merlyn. I like the last stanza. It really made me stop and think. Very good poem!