{"id":1855,"date":"2015-06-09T00:48:33","date_gmt":"2015-06-09T00:48:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1855"},"modified":"2016-02-20T02:33:04","modified_gmt":"2016-02-20T02:33:04","slug":"seek-the-distant-isle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/seek-the-distant-isle\/","title":{"rendered":"Seek the Distant Isle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Of which was spoken the sailed to seek<br \/>\nMany ships, families and fighting men,<br \/>\nAs generations had sailed before,<br \/>\nThey take\u00a0 to the wave again<br \/>\nDestination is unknown<br \/>\nDanger dire is expected<br \/>\nLife and voyages both are a battle<br \/>\nThe rudder\u00a0 the boat directed.<\/p>\n<p>The winds were fierce, the seas were high<br \/>\nSome ships and their folk were lost<br \/>\nThe Druids chanted to the angry gods<br \/>\nAs the boats violently were tossed.<br \/>\nIn time the seas calmed, and all was still<br \/>\nSome ships found themselves alone<br \/>\nSome were scattered in the distant sky<br \/>\nMore lost neath\u00a0 waves storm blown.<\/p>\n<p>These folk, who names, stories and tongue the same<br \/>\nEach made footfall on different land<br \/>\nGave to it a place for each legends happening<br \/>\nSo their surroundings they&#8217;d understand.<br \/>\nWhen in time it came\u00a0 as clans to be known<br \/>\nAnd each had to take a name<br \/>\nThough from different lands many centuries since<br \/>\nTheir surnames were much the same.<\/p>\n<p>That is why the Silver Arm is known<br \/>\nIn Wales, Ireland and further<br \/>\nThe Meadow of the Healing Herbs,<br \/>\nJumping corpses, and battle murder.<br \/>\nThere is a Lusmagh in every land<br \/>\nHas somewhere a Moytura too<br \/>\nA local place to give sense to the stories they brought<br \/>\nBefore to their shores the storm winds these peoples blew.<\/p>\n<p>Their Gods lived in the otherworld<br \/>\nNeath the ground from which holy wells<br \/>\nFlowed beside Fairy Trees<br \/>\nOffering of which invoked spells<br \/>\nBefore Christianity took over,<br \/>\nMade santisied Patterns from Pagan rites&#8230;<br \/>\nAll is changed, and yet nothing has&#8230;<br \/>\nAll is just clouded in our sights!<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3308\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3308\" style=\"width: 1164px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3308\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/Battle-Field-of-Moytura.jpg\" alt=\"Battle Field of Moytura\" width=\"1164\" height=\"443\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3308\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Battle Field of Moytura. (Image from Google)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>The similarity of the stories of the Irish, Welsh and Galacians, who all have Balor, Nuadha and a story of the Silver Arm, and a battle akin to Moytura, or variants of same, leads me to think they are stories brought to Ireland, Wales and Galacia, and attributed to local areas to give sense to the landscape by future generations of the original settlers who brought the stories. The phenonomen of similar surnames arising hundreds of miles apart within what became seperate cultures by the time surnames arose gives credence to that. It is my theory an original fleet &#8211; possibly multiple &#8211; sailing seeking the famed Fair Isle in Celtic mythology, got scattered, and landed on different landmasses (West coast of Ireland, North West coast of Scotland are two examples) brought their stories there, and developed as separate peoples. It is my thinking that is how the Celts came to these islands, and the concept is explored in this verse.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Of which was spoken the sailed to seek Many ships, families and fighting men, As generations had sailed before, They take\u00a0 to the wave again Destination is unknown Danger dire is expected Life and voyages both are a battle The rudder\u00a0 the boat directed. 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