The Mists of Time.
The mists of time and sense of place
Can sometimes merge just in that space
The thin veil and barriers, so difficult to breach
Just beyond our furthest reach
Tantalize and tease, in a dreamlike trance
Soul and tribal memories, in the shadows dance
In the memories and hearts of men
We have long since lost and forgotten
The many sacrifices made and battles fought
For the knowledge we so eagerly sought
But lack the wisdom to apply
We fail to listen and then wonder why
In a vain attempt to reveal
What is shadow and what is real.
- Denis Murphy 30 November 2019.