Its Tuesday so, as I said, it is time to post another poem! This one is called ‘Patricius’.
Born into a family of wealth and influence
I sat under Roman ordinance.
Divine text and prayer – my education
I took for granted the tradition.
In time the Empire lacked potency
and outlying lands fell into treachery.
People on all sides began to raid
the border for slaves to trade.
I fell victim to an Irish band.
Bound by foot and bound by hand
they led me to the western coast
where they had secured their boats.
From there we sailed across the sea
and I feared what would become of me.
Would I ever again see my abode
or be forgotten in a land unknown?
Many years had passed since that day.
Loneliness had taught me how to pray
to the God that I had once ignored
who now had become my Friend and Lord.
A voice came to me as I slept:
You have done well by the fast you kept.
There is a ship ready and docked in wait.
I have provided you a way of escape.
Moving on in the vagrant’s lot
I made haste with the fear of getting caught.
If my master should ever catch up with me!
The thought itself is overwhelming!
Finally! I had arrived at the shore.
It was busy with the trade I experienced before.
After finding the ship I saw in the vision
I told the captain I would work for admission.
At that he seemed very amused
but declined for he had enough crew.
Turning away my scornful heart said a prayer
but before I finished they called me back there.
Eventually I returned to the place I was raised.
Back to my family – God be praised!
But my life with them soon came to an end.
I was visited by a prophetic dream again.
A man gave to me a collection of notes and letters
and I heard the voices I will always remember.
“Come back!” Was the cry of the Irish youth.
“Come back to Ireland and show us the Truth!”
One thing I would have done different:
Revisit my childhood, make it well spent.
In hindsight, it was foolish to neglect instruction
and I deeply regret that childish decision.
I cannot let that hold me back
as I make up for the schooling I lack.
Leaving Lerinus and on to Auxerre,
it took me fifteen years to prepare.
At last! The day of consecration has come!
Soon I will bring Ireland into a Kingdom
that will enlighten the people living in the shadow
from moor to forest, to the hills and valleys below.