The Magic Of Beara Poem by Margaret O Driscoll

The Children Of Lir slumber
By Ballydonegan Bay
A swan's feather floats over Caha's hills
Guides walkers on The Beara Way
Magic in this special quill
Paints boats at Castletown
Pretty houses at Eyeries
Garnish Island at sundown
It casts a spell at Adrigole
Tuosist, Lauragh, Allihies
Bestows beauty to Bere Island
Brings bounty to the seas
The muse of inspiration
Flows from this magic pen
Creative folk flock to Beara
The magic draws them in
When you get to Glengarriff
Ideas you happen upon
Flow fresh and freely
Gliding smoothly as a swan
Transformed like Lir's children
Feeling free as the wind
In the magic muse of Beara
You'll find your soul friend