I Am the Mountainy Singer Joseph Campbell

Love Joseph Campbell's work, so I was glad to do this one for myself. 

 

 Joseph Campbell I Am the Mountainy Singer 

 

 

 

 

 

Joseph Campbell I Am the Mountainy Singer

 

I AM the mountainy singer--

The voice of the peasant's dream,

The cry of the wind on the wooded hill,

The leap of the fish in the stream. 

Quiet and love I sing--

The carn on the mountain crest,

The cailin in her lover's arms,

The child at its mother's breast. 

 

Beauty and peace I sing--

The fire on the open hearth,

The cailleach spinning at her wheel,

The plough in the broken earth. 

 

Travail and pain I sing--

The bride on the childing bed,

The dark man laboring at his rhymes,

The ewe in the lambing shed. 

 

Sorrow and death I sing--

The canker come on the corn,

The fisher lost in the mountain loch,

The cry at the mouth of morn. 

 

No other life I sing,

For I am sprung of the stock

That broke the hilly land for bread,

And built the nest in the rock!