The lines of power withdrawn The night page white to notch what we are in dot to dot of star Tolos to the sun End where we’ve begun The light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun
The sun divine sprang a single word The sun divine to light our way
From gort the rays down to suckle ailm leaf From the fern sail root dair the rising shoot From sail grazed beast to colled for the feast From the betty to the voice to the sky we implore
The sun divine sprang a single word The sun divine to guide our hand
From fearful night to overwrite the mess of stars Their spás their empty page hewn to mesh a face Form driseg fears into fochlac stone And with our entreat supplant the blank of night
With the sun divine sprang a single word The sun divine to light our way The sun divine sprang a single word The sun divine to guide our hand