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Ireland: Day 9

On the early road to Dublin
I held “Mo Thaisce’s” hand
Our hearts all thumping adventure
Exploring Dublin firsthand

First to the Book of Kells
That deep illumination
Four books in one so long ago
Proclaiming our salvation

The page today was opened
Last chapter by Luke’s hand
“And on the first day of the week”
He thwarted what evil planned

To Trinity College library
Ireland’s treasure store
The harp of Bryan Boru here
Declarations and still more

The voices of the ages
Combined in conversation
Juxtaposed in one long hall
Republic beyond a nation

Next to tower before tea
To swell with family pride
Welcomed well by Salesforce
With refreshments opened wide

Then tea, shopping, and Vikings
We conquered by dividing
All the sights, the sounds, and more
This city was providing

Ending at Temple Bar District
By dining at the Shack
Strong Irish viands here we found
Yet one more thing we lacked

We wandered only briefly
To sound of Trad music afar
At Gogarty’s, O’Connor invited us
To remember where we are

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Ireland: Day 8

A sabbath within a vacation
A rest, no strive to produce
We gathered for worship with family
Partaking of the bread and the juice

Not only the family we came with
But family beyond any doubt
Australia, South Africa, Hungary
Gathered by Christ, and sent out

Then to the shores near Clontarf
To enjoy Beshoff’s gluten-free
Fish & Chips flowed in abundance
While seagulls waited patiently

Inspired by those nearby swimming
An oddly warm Irish Sunday
Deciding a cold plunge sounds lovely
We hiked the Howth cliffside way

To pool in a natural setting
With seals and their mates swimming by
We jumped from the rocks into waters
Bluffs echoed with each joyful cry

On hiking back, we took the long way
Reminded, though green may impress
Some paths contain thorns in abundance
Without caution, it may mean bring distress

Braving such, slowly together
We bid goodbye to “fluffy coos”
To enjoy some evening gelato
Then summit, for spectacular views

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Ireland: Day 5

Another day dawned for exploring
To the Hill of Tara we went
Where ancient kings and their kingdoms
Assembled for whom they were sent

On this hill of archaic importance
Saint Patrick came to address
To show Kings the way of the Triune
As path to be divinely blessed

A place of such legend and wonder
Yet Truth only can set all free
The Kings of old, no longer reigning
His Kingdom spreads out globally

Next to the Hillsborough Castle
Where more recent royalty stays
Lush gardens proclaiming in opulence
We’ve moved on from our ancient ways

Strolling through beautiful gardens
Each bed gently weeded and pruned
Reminds us the care of our gardener
Who waters and tends every wound

Yet hidden in tapestried corners
Desires to be those now blessed
Relying more on our politic
Than on the faith once confessed

A drive up the East Coastal Causeway
We’re cleared of all cobwebs or crown
Reminded, in God’s good creation
The Creator Himself has come down

Each sharp turn a prayer reminder
“Lord, guide both our drive and our path
May we walk as those always with You
Instead of avoiding Your wrath”