IRISH SONG

Through unbalanced maddening mumbles,

stumbled words in open bibles.

Across chaotic realms,

her comfort spell,in Irish song.

Night bird in tune with prayer,

the rarest shared,a gift unfair.

Behind her trails divine,

familiar light for seeing eyes,or blind.

Insomniatic battles demons magic,

no tragic endings.

For war and its splendid mending,

something inevitably never ending.

My strongest barricades they break,

unshaken faith she radiates,

replaces hate that saturates,

with her gentle Irish song.


Thank you Dark Enchantress;)