"Skellig" as written by and Ciaran Marion Brennan....
Like mighty ships that sail the Atlantic foam
The Skellig Isles parade the Kerry Coast
It's a strange place with the needle's eye
Where shipwrecks lie
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
The Vikings came to plunder and destroy
But to this day the holy relics stand
In a blind mans cove, where the wailing woman sigh
And the seagulls cry
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
A journey to these islands, so rare
The sound of screaming souls that fill the air
A thousand wings, against the sky
And gray seals disguised
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
The Skellig Isles parade the Kerry Coast
It's a strange place with the needle's eye
Where shipwrecks lie
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
The Vikings came to plunder and destroy
But to this day the holy relics stand
In a blind mans cove, where the wailing woman sigh
And the seagulls cry
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
A journey to these islands, so rare
The sound of screaming souls that fill the air
A thousand wings, against the sky
And gray seals disguised
Where the king of the world rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea
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"Skellig" as written by Ciaran Marion Brennan
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From any angle, or from any vantage point on the nearby Ring of Kerry, they are spectacular pinnacles, which have magnetized viewers throughout all history – and beyond.
These Skellig islands are world-famous, each in its own right: Skellig Michael is known throughout the world of archaeology as the site of a well-preserved monastic outpost of the Early Christian period – now designated a World Heritage Site; Small Skellig is equally renowned in matters of ornithology as the home of some 27,000 pairs of gannets – the second largest colony of such seabirds in the world.
A wisp of cloud often adorning the peaks of these pinnacles creates a volcanic impression! But there is nothing volcanic about these Skelligs rocks; they are created of the same 350–million-year-old Devonian Sandstone that runs right through the backbone of Kerry - from the county’s south-western headlands to the shores of Killarney's lakes.