A Tale of Wonder; A Celtic story.
The air was crisp and breath steamed and condensed moonlight lit ice crystals on the ground echoing the diamond like stars in midnight sky. he stood wrapped in woollen cloak motionless contemplating and meditating celestial movements wondering if what he had seen was true? for many nights it had shone so bright a new star away to the south as if motionless hanging there a portent of something mystical. On this hill surrounded by crystaline granite circle watching dawn smear the midnight dark The druid man of knowledge,astronomy and geneaology was puzzled and filled with awe for what this meant he could not know hr turned to head foe his village by the lake leaving footprints in the falling snow.
Andrew Provan McIntyre December 2010.
Slainte Cariad for all my fiends on Celtic Radio...Rhymer.
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"We are the last people on earth, the last to be free": Calgacus
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