Museum Of The Isles

L Laurence Overmire Laurence Overmire
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Step into the gallery and step into Another world Like a cave lit by firelight You can see The longboats coming The Vikings on their way Druids weave their spells Casting shadows on the walls Stonehenge giants greet The sun, the moon and The stars The ancient Bards are singing: 'O Children of Conn of the Hundred Battles Now is the time for you To win recognition.' 'O sturdy heroes O most sprightly lions O battle-loving warriors O brave, heroic firebrands...' O Children of Conn remember... Somerled, the progenitor The Lordship of the Isles 'In ther time was great peace and welth In the isles thro the ministration of justice' Peace, wealth and justice Elusive qualities, these three We still seek To know Their meaning Across the centuries The tales Of a clan Of a people Are written in the minds And in the hearts Of those who wish To know Go on the quest To the netherworlds Find your answers And find Yourself. ~ Laurence Overmire (Previously published in The Ghost of Rabbie Burns: An American Poet's Journey Through Scotland, Indelible Mark Publishing,2016) Note: The Museum of the Isles is located on the Isle of Skye, Scotland, and tells the story of Clan Donald (MacDonald) .

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