Divine Cow
luminous white the cow who nursed you
when taken from your mother’s breast
ears of silken red eyes of warm pitch
called from the Land of Youth
by the clear-sighted druid
the sweet cow’s milk the only food
you could endure
was the land below his dwelling
alive with crying mists
as she trod the hillside’s quickened flanks
in answer
had the sidhe-mound quivered with new light
when you dropped to the druid’s threshold
your mother’s knees resounding
one on rush-strewn floor
one on naked earth without
did the cow then lift her large
and thoughtful ears
so far away and listen for your cry
Copyright: Mael Brigde,
2015.
Image: J. West Cattle
Company.
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