The Dagda and the Rain

by Aonghus

I weep only when it rains
none save the Dagda knows my pain
for the rains hide my tears
for the one who was so dear
The thunder hides my wailing
for his long ship has set to sailing
The lightning hides my anger
for loss of friend and brother
known to no other
save the Dagda when it rains

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