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Dream Gates

Dream Gates

Solstice poem

Eyes of the Goddess

 

From a vision journey to Newgrange

 

The poet waits for me in his countryman’s cape

And shows me the map in the gateway stone:

Twin spirals to get you in, and out, of the place of bone;

Wave paths to swim you from shadow to dreamscape;

A stairway of stars for when you are done with earthing.

I am here to practice the art of rebirthing.

 

She calls me, into the belly of the land that is She.

But I play, like the poet, with the shapes of time:

I am a swimming swan on the River Boyne;

I am a salmon, full with the knowing of the hazel tree;

I wander with Angus, and know the girl I have visioned

in gold at the throat of a white swan, beating pinions.

 

Drawn by the old perfume of burned bones, I go down

and doze until solstice fire, bright and bountiful

quickens me for the return of the Lady, lithe and beautiful

In the form she has taken, flowing as liquid bronze.

Her face is veiled, so the man-boy called to her side

like the red deer in season will not die in her eyes.

 

I see beyond the veil, for I come from the Other.

Oh, I yearn for the smell of earth and the kiss of rain!

I leap with her on the hallowed bed, coming again.

She knows the deer-king, as I am child and lover

Her eyes are spiral paths; the gyre of creation whirls

And sends me in green beauty to marry the worlds.

 

The inner chamber of the great Neolithic temple-tomb of Newgrange (Sí an Bhrú), constructed some 5,000 years ago near the River Boyne in County Meath, Ireland, is illuminated just once a year, at the winter solstice. Archaeologists cannot agree on the purpose of this extraordinary structure. I describe its discovery, in the early 18th century, in my novel The Firekeeper.

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Lindsay

    In your opinion, what is its purpose?

    • http://www.mossdreams.com Robert Moss

      Spend more time with the poem!

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