Colour will return


Sometimes on the journey in life a darkness can get a hold of us. No one knows when or how it will happen. Our minds pull all colour from life and leaves many sitting in darkness. For some it gets to much, life ends. Others hang in and you climb out from the dark towards the light. It can be slow and painful, colour starts to bleed into your life again. Fog turns to mist and then the sun burns that off. Welcome back mind.

Love to all being,

Eye of seoirse.

The Candle

The Candle.

When the candle of life burnt bright.

Flames danced in the past, present and future.

Light of ideas and dreams of our home.

Our life watching the water and land changing with the seasons.

Then one day it was over.

I sit in a room, wondering what is my purpose.

The candle that lit my life, my dreams gone.

What changed in me, what changed in you.

Now I can only live in a place.

Never our home. Never a home.

Maybe the candle burnt out.

Perhaps in a lot of lives, the candle needs replaced.

New dreams shared, new eyes to see.

To see the change in the light.

To keep the candle burning bright.

Eye of Seoirse.



Alone with my thoughts

Emotions swell within

the clock tick’s down

And life changes

Soon I leave this place

to go where

I don’t yet know

Alone I travel on

Anger words

are not to blame

Silent words

never spoken are.

The place that

Touched my soul

A place I

Called home

Our dream

Where our life

A vision inspired

I no longer am.


Eye of Seoirse

Behind these eyes.

Behind these eyes.

Silent footsteps cross the wooden floor

Sitting at the window overlooking the lough

Whispering words , happy and sad,

whisper  from the walls of The Wee Place


Has a tear breaks, tracks slowly across my cheek

Swallows skim across the lough

Birds sing in the spring air

An empty chair, sits there.


Now dreams lie shattered

like cherry blossoms spilled by wind

Thoughts tumble like stormy clouds

Emotions hurt, I close the door.


Time goes forward, never back

When Memories fade and time slips by

No matter where my head rests

My dreams lie in Our Wee Place.



Eye of Seoirse


Where to…

He looks at me from the dark

no thoughts, no feelings.

Just a hard gaze

burning into my eyes.

Sometimes on the road of life

Darkness stains the blood

Home sits an empty shell

no thoughts ,no feelings.

The dark hides the light

Light brings hope

hope is a new road,

when the dark fades

The dark is a mirror

I look at me from the dark

No thoughts, no feelings

Waiting for the dark to fade.





We stand on a hill top, watching the passing of time.

The world of change goes spinning pass

Vast forest of our ancestors, culled long ago,

Land naked for man to grow his food,

Or cleared to build his caves.

Soon no place left, for him to rest his soul,

Or clean the air, that’s life for him.

Upon this little hilltop,

There’s now just two of us.

Our leaves there are no more.

Thank you.

Below is a quote from John O’ Donohue. I was given a book many years back by this man and his writing awoke a spirit within me.

“Behind your image, below your words, above your thoughts, the silence of another world waits.”
John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom