Ode For Ben Bulben
By Paul McCann



1

Once more to go , beyond County Sligo ,
With thoughts of the country I’ve come to know .
A vision beyond Ben Bulbens delight .
Where dark clouds part to the morning sunlight .
Twelve misty peaks over green grassy glens ,
Displayed there are natures high clustered Bens .
From the ground to the top are paths to tread ,
For the pilgrims to ascent where they’re led .
Who hears pilgrims prayers in heavenly flight ,
As angels wait bathed in morning sunlight .

2
Generations of Gaels soft spoken words
Have been carried by wings of the birds .
In a rapturous song perfectly sung .
on twelve peaks strange shadowy shapes have clung .
Thick are the clouds found to be coming down
In a mist covering this holy ground .
Oh what a sight welcomes all those who might ,
find their way to the mountain top at night .
A star clustered show at County Sligo ,
Shines a glittering ethereal hello .

3

Majestic the sight from heavenly height,
As on the summit humble prayers take flight .
God has cradled there in heavens soft glow ,
Something of a miracle to bestow .
A beauty rare, you can never compare ,
All we can do is for that moment share .
A grateful prayer for all that we see
Oh what splendour to my God glory be .
So if your feet are set on a path there ,
come back home safe on a wing and a prayer