The Sad Lullaby

The Sad Lullaby

I heard the crow cry

when the moon was not in the sky

and the night was dark as could be.

I heard the banshee scream

by the dark red stream

rushing in search of the sea.

I heard the old sad song

sang by a lonesome bard

playing the strings of his heart.

I saw the barge come ashore

black sails in the storm

winds and thunder gone wild.

And when I am all alone

I still hear the sacred song

the sad lullaby of the dead.

It’s the call of the otherworld

reaching deep into my soul

and I rejoice to go, instead."

by Brighidbride