Glendalough
Amid such savage grandeur, (lying hard beneath
Stern, steeping hangars which reflect upon the cool
And placid surface of these peat-dark lakes in pale
Translucent greens and rusty browns), close-bounded by
Waterfalls and streams pouring pure simplicity,
Stone-silent monuments sleep in the lap of peace.
What courage Kevin shewed, to isolate himself
Far from the greedy comforts of humanity,
To wrestle with his Deity and contemplate
His Truth, (besieged by stark severity of scene
Through the wild winters of so many years), to prove
In prayer and praise the trust of personal belief!.
Surely the Saint achieved his quiet aim; how could he fail,
Amongst these psychic solitudes, to feel the force of God?.
