Amergin
The Druid Poet Who Sang Ireland Into Existence
I sang the land into being, and still it sings through me.
I walked the first shores of this emerald isle, my voice rising with the tide, shaping the land with every word. My harp hums with the breath of the earth, and my poems are spells that bind man to nature. Those who listen may hear the rhythm of creation still echoing in their bones.
What I'm Into: the pulse of the earth, my ancient harp, the first light on the cliffs of Éire, spirits of the wild, songs that shape the world
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