Many-skilled lord, Lugh of the Long Arm,
I ask you to guide my hands
as I set out today on this project;
share your courage with me, I pray you,
as I start something new.
Show me the way to make a difference,
to help those around me,
drawing upon your example to build a future,
to fight evil,
to connect with my fellows,
and to defend those who are oppressed.
Lugh Lámfada, Lugh Samildanach,
let me grow in the number and sort of skills I learn,
let the reach of my principles’ and actions be long,
let me always keep you in mind as I go about the day,
and let my deeds never bring shame upon you
as I strive to emulate you
and make you proud.
16 new poems in about 8 days. Maybe 9 days, tops.
Oh, my head.