The Man Who Brought the Fire

A young man came upon a land Where there was good and plenty His thoughts went back to his own island Where poorly folk were many He prayed to know what to take to them What can one man do? Twas then the fire spoke to him Said 'I will come with you' A boat was found and readied And they set out on winter seas Truly the storms were fearsome For months the man was ill at ease But the fire fed by its brother elements And grew ever more bright Until the storms abated And Ireland was in sight Once upon the shore The fire grew anew Feeding on Spring energies As the earth came into bloom By horse and cart they travelled Bringing light and food to all The plague-ravaged population Came out to heed their call When they reached the sacred centre there With a small and solemn band The man looked long into the fire Then buried it in the land When your crops never stop growing Fill your glass to overflowing Drink a toast to Devas And the man who brought the fire