Suibhne, Wild Man In The Forest

Little antlered one, little belling one, melodious little bleater, sweet I think the lowing you make in the glen. Home sickness for my little dwelling has come upon my mind, the calves in the plain, the deer on the moor. Oak, bushy, leafy, you are high above trees; Hazel, little branchy one, wisdom of hazel … Continue reading Suibhne, Wild Man In The Forest