| lyric | Today we planted a tree,
a shoot so fresh and green and callow.
We drank red wine and we laughed,
a rite of spring in the Druid’s hollow.
In time this drown will wave,
defiance at the wind,
Shedding walnuts brown
where leafy branches grass has dimmed.
This noble tree will thrive
Scaling the sky as God intended
In Croghan's glorious grove
Where battered spirits soon are mended
New lovers not yet born
Will sign this stalwart bole
Pledging with blade on bark
Eternal promise of the soul. |