walkers on their rounds,
I see them not, know them not
Only hear their sounds.
In the very heart of darkness
when all are fast asleep
I hear them all advancing
out of the vast deep.
Who are they, those restless ones,
souls in a quandary?
Are they, unhappy with their lot,
doomed to wandering?
In the very heart of the dark night
when all are wrapped in sleep
I hear the walkers trudging
out of the vast deep.
Gabriel Rosenstock
( translated from the Irish Na Coisithe by L.S. Gógan)
"There must be something going on down there too..."
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