To Know Manannán

To know Manannán, you must know the sea:
The mist that rises from the waves’ caress,
The bounding rocks, the endless tidal press
That wanes and waxes, curling in the lee
Of boulders, crushing trees to dust
When they fall into the ocean’s grasp.
Holding a fallen leaf, gently clasped
To bear it shoreward. To know the sea you must
Throw wide your heart to darkness deep beneath
The sparkling crest, to light that burns the eye,
To deafening waves, and you must not deny
The dolphin’s play or the storm’s devouring teeth.
If you would know Manánnan’s secret ways
Then know he changes, and always remains.


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