Earlier I had written about small blue kingfisher, in mannerism Stork Billed is similar but being large sized bird it perches on branches hidden by thick foliages also it doesn’t hover on the water. They are found in wetlands of well wooded forests. A colorful bird that has pale yellow-orange underpart, bluish green upper part and a dark brown head. What stands out is large blood red beak. Like other kingfishers it too seems to have voracious appetite and could always be found hunting or it could be that most of its attempts at catching fish is not successful.
The Celtics
The ancient people who lived in the region that is now central west Europe, with spread of Christianity and introduction of written form Celtic was corrupted but did help in preservation of poems. Th
ere are some Celtic speakers in northern part of Britain even today. Since ancient Celtic poems was oral- stress was on rhythm and rhyme, and passed on through memory for many centuries. Celtics were polytheist and Celtic shrines were situated in remote areas such as hilltops, groves, and lakes. The Celts worshiped both gods and goddesses. In general, the gods were deities of particular skills and the goddesses were associated with natural features, particularly rivers. Poets enjoyed high status in Celtic societies and were repositories of traditional knowledge and stories. These are some ancient Celtic poems; it need be pointed out that medieval Celtic poems were heavily influenced by Christian traditions and so are not included in here. The focus of this blog is on indigenous Celtics i.e. the ancient people.
A Celtic Prayer
Deep peace of the
running waves to you.
Deep peace of the
flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the
quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the
shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the
Son of Peace to you.
Little Bird
Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at what thou doest,
Thou singing merry far from me,
I in sadness all alone!
Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at how thou art
Thou high on the tips of branching boughs,
I on the ground a-creeping!
Little bird! O little bird!
Thou art music far away,
Like the tender croon of the mother loved
In the kindly sleep of death.
Celtics believed butterflies (a yellow colored one) to be carrier of soul to heaven. This a simple and charming lines…
Butterfly!
Butterfly!
Whose the soul thou didst bear,
Butterfly!
Butterfly!
Yesterday to heaven?
They greeted new moon with these lines…incidentally when was the last time any one of the readers have even looked at the moon or is it possible in this bright nights of cities?!!. By the way Celtics counted by nights and not days (like it is not ‘two days from now’ but ‘two nights from now’!. Druids (their priest- readers might have come across them in Astreix comics, the gauls were part of Celtic traditions) held the view that in the beginning there was darkness
May thy light be fair to me!
May thy course be smooth to me!
If good to me is thy beginning,
Seven times better be thine end,
Thou fair moon of the seasons,
Thou great lamp of grace!
He Who created thee
Created me likewise;
He Who gave thee weight and light
Gave to me life and death,
And the joy of the seven satisfactions,
Thou great lamp of grace,
Thou fair moon of the seasons
This an ancient Celtic blessing
Deep peace of the running waves to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the smiling stars to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the watching shepherds to you,
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you.
ere are some Celtic speakers in northern part of Britain even today. Since ancient Celtic poems was oral- stress was on rhythm and rhyme, and passed on through memory for many centuries. Celtics were polytheist and Celtic shrines were situated in remote areas such as hilltops, groves, and lakes. The Celts worshiped both gods and goddesses. In general, the gods were deities of particular skills and the goddesses were associated with natural features, particularly rivers. Poets enjoyed high status in Celtic societies and were repositories of traditional knowledge and stories. These are some ancient Celtic poems; it need be pointed out that medieval Celtic poems were heavily influenced by Christian traditions and so are not included in here. The focus of this blog is on indigenous Celtics i.e. the ancient people. A Celtic Prayer
Deep peace of the
running waves to you.
Deep peace of the
flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the
quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the
shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the
Son of Peace to you.
Little Bird
Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at what thou doest,
Thou singing merry far from me,
I in sadness all alone!
Little bird! O little bird!
I wonder at how thou art
Thou high on the tips of branching boughs,
I on the ground a-creeping!
Little bird! O little bird!
Thou art music far away,
Like the tender croon of the mother loved
In the kindly sleep of death.
Celtics believed butterflies (a yellow colored one) to be carrier of soul to heaven. This a simple and charming lines…
Butterfly!
Butterfly!
Whose the soul thou didst bear,
Butterfly!
Butterfly!
Yesterday to heaven?
They greeted new moon with these lines…incidentally when was the last time any one of the readers have even looked at the moon or is it possible in this bright nights of cities?!!. By the way Celtics counted by nights and not days (like it is not ‘two days from now’ but ‘two nights from now’!. Druids (their priest- readers might have come across them in Astreix comics, the gauls were part of Celtic traditions) held the view that in the beginning there was darkness
May thy light be fair to me!
May thy course be smooth to me!
If good to me is thy beginning,
Seven times better be thine end,
Thou fair moon of the seasons,
Thou great lamp of grace!
He Who created thee
Created me likewise;
He Who gave thee weight and light
Gave to me life and death,
And the joy of the seven satisfactions,
Thou great lamp of grace,
Thou fair moon of the seasons
This an ancient Celtic blessing
Deep peace of the running waves to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the smiling stars to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the watching shepherds to you,
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you.
