From A Distant Shore.
Like a wave crashing upon countless shores
A wild winter’s wind rages and roars
Leaving debris strewn across rocks and sand
Creating patterns we can not understand
Neither decipher nor read
Rock and stone, pebbles and sea weed
From ancient and forgotten places they hale
Scattered seashells, sand and shale
Each stone unique, it’s colour and sheen
A beautiful reminder of God’s creation can be seen
From the treasure chest of Manannan Mac Lír
Beyond those rugged cliffs so tall and sheer
Perhaps this boulder was once on a mountain range
In a far off land, so different and strange
Or that grain of sand was once on a distant shore
On the other side of the world, long before
Man walked the earth with such arrogance and pride
Under moon and stars and celestial tide
Perhaps it’s all that remains of that asteroid
Which roamed far beyond the great void
Came crashing down in fire and flame
Like a fallen god who had no name
Across the sky, like thunder roars
Bringing death and extinction to the dinosaurs.
Or perhaps in Earth’s fiery furnace it was cast
In the deepest canyons and caverns so vast
Forged in molten rivers of fire and flame
A violent birth, then scattered over mountain and plain
A lifetime’s journey to reach this shore
From Earth’s beating heart, her living core.
C. Denis Murphy 03 July 2021.