NeuroDivine

Hare that runs the dawn‑lit field,
Red deer moving half‑concealed,
All their wand’rings softly share
God’s good grace in calm Kildare.

Fox that threads the twilight’s rim,
Pine marten in branches dim,
Barrow’s banks in evening air
Hold God’s whisper ev’rywhere.

Otter in the river’s glide,
Snipe that lifts from rush‑lined side,
Curlew’s cry, a Celtic prayer,
Calls our hearts to praise and care.

Badger by the moonlit stone,
Heron fishing still, alone,
Bog and meadow, earth and air,
Show God’s presence shining there.

Bless the One whose love is wide,
Christ who walks the Barrow’s side;
Spirit, keep us in Your care,
Guide the wilds of our Kildare.

Written during a restless night. Text copyright (c) 2026 Michael McFarland Campbell.