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Sailors - Ancient Wanderers

Sailors, ancient wanderers - souls of the fair and gracious departed,
Clamber in gentle night in fields of spatial promise, they talk to us all -
Whispering. Whispering.

Sterile gentle creatures crawl beneath rainbows - in the wet kingdom of
Mountainous sprawl,

No scorning - just the wet promise of waterfall,

Pasture's promise in the morning conspire - lighting the holy fire,
With calming resilience and in the spatial realm of those of us found,
Deeply entranced. Higher,

Where kings are born and soldiers armoured speak in lament - greater
Days of vast glorious feasts are spent, by the villagers, the herders,
The farmers,

All seeking peace in the narrow confines of life's promise.

Thom Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) - Ireland