ROVER'S HEART
On meadows is the magic
Soft sprinkling rain tickles rosy cheeks
Fog hangs from the low sky
Solitude of morning dew on clovers ; natures verdant hue inspires
Fecund earth alive and rich with dreams and treasures
Mystic mist tingles the soul to dance and ponderOn Hills is the glory
Majestic freedom rolling wide and bright
Thankful for the size of life
Touch the air with clean pleasure and pride
Purity races through wild veinsIn the forest is reality
Nipping through trees, crawling and flying through scarce trodden places
Peaceful fire surges through rover's heart encountering merry elves and dancing fairies
Quiet and dark the trees grow for centuries gaining wisdom to share
Loose and free creatures play about in the groves celebrating harmony of ancient ways
Light is green and beauty is glowing for all to capture and holdOn the shore is life's breath
Antiquity cuts the gazers conscience and he sees GOD ALL MIGHTY in the waves of time
Expansive serenity and foreboding turbulence come together in awesome unity
Every breath is taken as a privilege; so content loving IrelandMichael Cleary