Amidst green fields and rolling hills,
In ancient Ireland, wisdom spillsF
rom Brehon druids, wise and old,
Their tales of lore, forever told.
With measured pace and lilting tone,
They speak of laws that are well known,
Of honor, justice, and fair play,
Of oaths that bind us to this day.
From sacred groves to coastal shores,
Their wisdom echoes evermore,
A bond that ties us to the land,
A shared heritage, strong and grand.
In tales of heroes brave and true,
Their courage speaks to me and you,
Of battles fought and battles won,
Of deeds that still inspire, undone.
Their words are like a gentle breeze,
That whispers through the ancient trees,
A message clear, a call to all,
To heed the wisdom of the druid’s call.
So let us pause and listen well,
To their stories, rich and swell,
For in their words, we may yet find,
The wisdom that can free our mind.
