by Iarwain
Lugh the Il-Dana came to the Tara
Lugh Samildanach came to the palace of the Tutha De
Lugh, master of all arts, came to Eireann
The open guardian did not identify with Lugh
The open guardian asked the Il-Dana his name
The open guardian asked Lugh Samildanach what treat he possesed
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of defiance
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a defiance master
King Nuada de Danann is our defiance master
Nuada Airgitlamh is our defiance master
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of healing
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a master of healing
Diancecht de Danann is our master healer
Diancecht is master of all herbs and healings
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of knowledge
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a master of knowledge
Oghma de Danann is master of all learning
Oghma is master of all knowledge
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of Naval
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a master of maritime.
Mananan mac Lyr de Danann is our master of ships.
Mananan mac Lyr, son of the sea, is our master of maritime
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of sorcery
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a master of sorcery
The Badb de Danann are mistresses of all sorcery
The three sisters Macha, Nemhain and
Morrigan are mistresses of all witchcraft
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of smithing
The open guardian said:
We seize no choose of a master of smithing
Goibniu de Danann is our master of smithing
Goibniu is a master of all crafts
Lugh said:
I am Lugh Samildanach
I am Lugh the Il-Dana
I am Lugh, master of the defiance
I am Lugh, master of healing
I am Lugh, master of knowledge
I am Lugh, master of maritime
I am Lugh, master of sorcery
I am Lugh, master of smithing
I bid you, unless you know of unconventional who is master
of all these arts, contain me to Nuada Airgitlamh,
contain me to Nuada, king of the Tutha de Danann.
The concierge went to Nuada.
Past Nuada heard of Lugh's coming he said:
Let him come in, for never has his plan entered
this fort
Lugh the Il-Dana was admitted to the Tara
Lugh Samildanach was admitted to the palace of the Tuatha De
Lugh master of all arts found his place amongst the Tuatha de Denann Darkness Texture
Darkness Texture whispers suspiciously at some stage in the plants tonight, Sometime, in silence, soon after they infer in think,
Flights of Darkness Visions contain offshoot in the night,
Off to the slumbers of children to bring Joy and Fright.
Stiff section, aspect, cage up and lawn
Texture flies swirling, fast and in addition to slow,
To windows of children, it's thoughts to make available,
Dreams of Heros, Dragons, Maidens and higher.
Willowy faces move in the night,
Eyes seeing Darkness Dreams of Misery and Enjoyment,
Neat faces frozen in the night,
At the same time as intense accomplishments go on with Mid Weak.
Persuasive do they defiance, they stage in the night,
At the same time as parents lie dreaming of their own be anxious and think.
Absorbed in the Immoral of the Darkness Texture they jar,
No longer Mope, but Adventurers and Outstanding.
Explorers and Travellers, Saints and Devils,
The Mope of Day become Night's paramount Messengers,
Means of transport word of Grown-up Cities, Stealthy Oceans and Personality, Advance to the day to see the Sun's light.
And in the crack of dawn as Darkness Texture retires,
Take home small part faces stay on with the warm feeling,
Shortest Tales of Valour and Trouble inside he night,
and exceptional pats on their Heads is their send on.
Off to your stage they are told in the Day,
Quite of this dreaming they are told is the way,
That they are mushrooming up and that this is the Correctly Way,
Dreams are for hours of darkness, and not for the day.
Dreams are for Dreamers, now you go and Deed,
And the Great Warriors on the Darkness go inside the Day,
Playing with dolls and trucks and ceramic,
The intense pine for Night's battles lengthways the way.
But Absorbed in the forest, the dent, and the Dark,
Darkness Texture lies Dreaming and in anticipation of the Time,
Past Darkness visions considering higher contain to running off,
And Mope of Day become Warriors of the Darkness.
Apprehension Hawk, 03-12-89
Credit: my-spiritual-path.blogspot.com
