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She rides the chanting waves At the seas horizon, In fires of star sheen and moon shine, Sweet Niamh of the golden hair, and aqua eyes, Princess of the green sea turtles, Of the coral sea grottos, Anemone naves and kelpie skins, Trailing the rainbow schools of the whirling fin, The whole twining ocean globe of blue is swooning Under the milky waving skies and unfathoming deeps, Her laughter lighting the unremembered bottom of the seas.
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Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
Ocean Child
She rides the chanting waves At the seas horizon, In fires of star sheen and moon shine, Sweet Niamh of the golden hair, and aqua eyes, Princess of the green sea turtles, Of the coral sea grottos, Anemone naves and kelpie skins, Trailing the rainbow schools of the whirling fin, The whole twining ocean globe of blue is swooning Under the milky waving skies and unfathoming deeps, Her laughter lighting the unremembered bottom of the seas.
In Irish mythology, Niamh ( "bright" or "radiant". Niav, Neve, Neave, Neeve and Nieve ) was a goddess, the daughter of the god of the sea ( Manannán mac Lir ) and one of the queens of Tír na nÓg, the land of eternal youth. She was the lover of the poet-hero Oisín.
#love#wonder#myth#fable#joyous
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Irish
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
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