Along the slopes of Glencolmcille

A vision of beauty lay before me

And I knew I would happily die

To preserve all under this tumultuous sky

 

Once untouched yet still alive

A fairy did come to me

And led me by the hand

Far into the cold sea

 

There we made our secret pact

And I promised I’d come back

To save the sands at her command

Along the hills of Glencolmcille

 

~ G McK 

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