from Real Thirst: Poetry of the Spiritual Journey, by Ivan M. Granger
Lig don fhís sin
den fhairsinge
atá ionat
tú a fhágaint
i d'fhothrach glórmhar.
Tiocfaidh oilithrigh
is samhlóidh siad
an teampall breá
a sheas anseo tráth
is ní thuigfidh siad
gurb é an scrios
a dhein talamh bheannaithe
den mhá lom seo
Let the vision
of the vastness
you are
leave you
in glorious
ruins.
Pilgrims will come
to imagine
the grand temple
that once stood,
not realizing
the wreck
made this empty plain
holy ground.