Nollaig Chridheil (Merry Christmas)

One of my areas of interest is ancient Celtic poetry, especially from the monastic period.  There is a beauty that transcends time, theologies, and culture.     As we celebrate Christmas, I'd like to send you a beautiful thought for this season written by an anonymous, 9th century monk.  To close, I'd like to leave you with a bit of music from my visit to the Belfast Museum in August.  Peace

I have news for you:

The stag bells, winter snows, summer has gone
Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course
The sea running high.
Deep red the bracken; its shape is lost;
The wild goose has raised its accustomed cry,
cold has seized the birds' wings;
season of ice, this is my news.