This morning I traced our name Constellations Camp Ireland in the silvery dew

This morning I traced our name Constellations Camp Ireland in the silvery dew
On the site of Ireland’s first family constellations camp
Nestled beneath the silver topped gaze of Lughnaquila
Embraced and nourished by the meandering Slaney river
Amidst the exotic scent of coconut gorse
And the tribal clash of magpies and hawks

As the sun rose I lay upon the portal between today and yesterday
The ancestors whisper, yearning for freedom to unburden the land
I smell the wood smoke and camp fire coffee
The sound of dance and heart song is in the air
Flickering spark to flames the guardian dragons awaken
Loves earthen community where healing awaits….