{"id":224,"date":"2013-08-11T17:27:00","date_gmt":"2013-08-11T17:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=224"},"modified":"2014-08-11T17:30:32","modified_gmt":"2014-08-11T17:30:32","slug":"are-both-one-blood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/are-both-one-blood\/","title":{"rendered":"Are Both One Blood?"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure style=\"width: 841px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Berber-Sands-in-the-Pre-Sahara.jpg\" alt=\"Berber sands of the Pre Sahara\" width=\"841\" height=\"170\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Berber sands of the Pre Sahara<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<figure style=\"width: 156px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Breogan-Statue-in-A-Coruna-156x300.jpg\" alt=\"Breog\u00e1n; statue in A Coru\u00f1a     The Celtic legend of the wandering from Scythia through Crete, North Africa and into Spain, tying in with the legend of Breogans tower gives some truth to the story.  Who is to know?\" width=\"156\" height=\"300\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Breog\u00e1n; statue in A Coru\u00f1a<br \/> The Celtic legend of the wandering from Scythia through Crete, North Africa and into Spain, tying in with the legend of Breogans tower gives some truth to the story.<br \/> Who is to know?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Some Arabs say that Celts they were,<br \/>\nThese Berber folk who in the Maghreb live,<br \/>\nI see few similarities to my eye\u2026<br \/>\nTo the residents of the sands that don\u2019t forgive,<br \/>\nWeakness of man or heart must be restrained,<br \/>\nPeople must be resilient to survive &#8211;<br \/>\nWhere water is scarce, in the life blood\u2026<br \/>\nAnd only the strong can stay alive<\/p>\n<p>We the Celts in our lands so green<br \/>\nThat to us are barren, we complain<br \/>\nKnow only a beautiful land \u2013 and more more so<br \/>\nCompared to these sands of little gain<br \/>\nWhere these folk each a living, day by day<br \/>\nWho to live here, I look at in awe<br \/>\nBut when they come here, it was a better land<br \/>\nWhen our land from his tower Breogh\u00e1n saw<\/p>\n<p>Maybe its a yarn, to tourists to tell<br \/>\nWho gullible, believe, what they are told<br \/>\nMaybe not, let us to history look<br \/>\nRead the legends of old<br \/>\nDid Milesius not have Scota for a wife<br \/>\nDaughter of Pharaoh\u2019s reared stock<br \/>\nHis mother another Pharaoh\u2019s daughter<br \/>\nNot now so much, the story, a shock<\/p>\n<p>We once together with Pharoes walked<br \/>\nMaybe it is true, we are our blood<br \/>\nwe are all one children under God<br \/>\nWhose forefathers sailed with Noah in the flood<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Some Arabs say that Celts they were, These Berber folk who in the Maghreb live, I see few similarities to my eye\u2026 To the residents of the sands that don\u2019t forgive, Weakness of man or heart must be restrained, People must be resilient to survive &#8211; Where water is scarce, &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[168,284,159],"tags":[353,351,352],"class_list":["post-224","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-irish-legend","category-on-the-berber-trail","category-wanderings-of-the-gael","tag-amitzeg","tag-berber","tag-celt","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-3C","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":336,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/farewell-the-sun-we-meet-on-the-morning\/","url_meta":{"origin":224,"position":0},"title":"Farewell the Sun, We Meet on the Morning","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th May 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Farewell to the sun, we meet in the morning When warmth again it shall the earth Creatures all shall seek solace in or from it, Father of all on that here have known birth. 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