Y
Barddau KeltoiMy little hut in Tuaim Inbhir,
a manison would not be more delightful, with its stars as ordained, with
its sun, with its moon.
It was Goban that has made it
(that its tale may be told you); my darling, God of Heaven, was the thatcher
who has thatched it.
A house in which rain does not
fall, a place in which spears are not feared, as open as if in a garden
without a fence around it.
Irish; author unknown; ninth century
From "A Celtic Miscellany" translated by Kenneth Hurlstone Jackson Penguin Classics reprinted 1982
This hut is also metaphoric for the Green Martyrdom of the Celtic saints who fled the World and lived in the wilderness, possibly as the holy men of the earlier religion had before them.
Enter the world of the Celtic Spirit, which is all around and inside of us.
© 1997 Y
Barddau Keltoi
