ARAN ISLANDS

 

Like many before me I wandered from Ireland

Across Galway Bay to a world of yore

I found little islands of charm and solitude

A stoney strewn patchwork, a joy to explore.

For three hundred and fifty million years

These bleak little tablets of mystery and lore

Seduced, inspired, captivated all comers

To fabled  Inisheer, Inishmaan, Inishmore.

Little rock ledges, so wild and windswept

Defying Atlantic’s aggression and storm,

With songs and stories, culture and spirit,

A legendry welcome, a handshake warm.

A haven for poets, writers and artists,

A capsule of time to enchant and beguile

I feel the allure and my soul is awakening;

I’m the new ‘Man of Aran’ if just for a while.

When all ’round the globe life is erupting,

Spewing out stress, depression and fear,

To this sanctum of peace, love and tranquillity

I pledge to return, year after year.

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