A Celtic Awakening

Poem - I see the truth of things.
Things we cannot see.
Things we don't want to believe.
I see the green all around.
The beasts, and their sounds.
Shamrocks and gold passed around.
Elvish lore and luck we give to you.
Magic and wonder are waiting too.
Life's dream points the spotlight on you.
A Celtic awakening puts the 3rd eye on you.

Rap – you see the magical green.
You feel the mystery in the streams.
In the sun, you see the gold.
The little people story's your told.
The coins of luck thieve sold.
A rainbow leads to every pot of gold.
Whether wise or dark.
Unlike louse and Clark.
To use the stars will be a walk in the park.
Like the knights of old.
And mystic runes have spells to share.
Herbs to gather and gods to appease.
A banshees scream puts your lifeline to ease.
Your life at ease.
Like the infinite seas.
The time has come to awaken.
And not to forsaken.
The beauty of flowers.
And rain showers.
In the truth of all things.
The Celtic awakening.



Credits
Writer(s): Bas Ali
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