MysticMoon14 ♥
Wear the Sealskin...
Panting for the sea,
Returning home
to blissful solitude...
cackling with glee!
finding myself
running wild...
Textures by florabella
Seal by Gemz76 stock at DevianArt
brushes by www.obsidiandawn.com
model shaped out of fabric with photoshop by me
I would like to share with you all this lovely song that my good friend Giles C. Watson wrote a while ago. I am humbled that he felt the lyrics of the song fit under my image.
Thank you so much Giles. : )
The Selkie
The kelp and wrack strewn on the sand;
The rockpools at low tide
Held brittle-stars; crabs crawled the strand,
While seagulls wheeled and cried.
A fisherman walked on the shore
Collecting urchins spiny,
And creatures washed up from the floor
Of the ocean briny.
Claw of lobster, head of eel,
Yet onward did he roam;
The empty skin of a seal:
He carried it back home.
Chorus:
Salty, salty is the brine;
All’s not as it appears.
The selkie will no more be thine,
But swim amid her tears.
“I’ll hide the skin away from sight,
I’th’ chimney, for safe-keeping.”
And then, amid the windy night,
He heard the seals a-weeping.
He went to where the waves were washing
Cold ‘neath moonlit skies;
He saw a naked woman standing,
Forlorn the dismal cries.
She looked at him with wide, grey eyes;
He took her by the hand.
It seemed the sea was filled with sighs
That echoed o’er the sand.
Chorus
He led her to his lodgings poor
But naught the woman said,
The water dripped upon the floor;
He took her to his bed.
And when she was softly sleeping
He kissed her pallid cheek,
Then to the chimney went a-creeping
The seal-skin for to seek.
By night he nursed the empty pelt,
By day he put to sea.
That evening, at her side he knelt,
And said, “Make love with me.”
Chorus
She bore a boy, she bore a girl,
Silent in travail.
The girl had skin as white as pearl;
Her eyes were grey and pale.
The little girl stayed behind
While man and boy went boating,
And child and mother with one mind
Went where the wrack was floating.
Her mother knelt upon the sand
And cried into the sea;
The daughter held her clammy hand
And sat upon her knee.
Chorus
Six grey seals upon the water,
Six grey seals calling,
Mother hand-in-hand with daughter,
Silent tears a-falling.
That night she saw her father take
The skin from out of hiding.
He knew not she was awake
And in the dark abiding.
When they went fishing in the morn,
Her mother’s tears unending
Fell down from her cheeks forlorn,
O’er the sea a-bending.
Chorus
And so her daughter rushed outside,
The skin draped o’er her shoulder,
Came to the place where mother cried
And laid it on a boulder.
Her mother touched her pallid face,
She gave her kisses three,
And then she plunged without a trace
Deep into the sea.
Seven seals in the water,
Seven seals a-calling,
And on the shore his grey-eyed daughter,
Silent tears a-falling.
Final chorus:
Salty, salty is the brine;
All’s not as it appears.
Thy daughter will no more be thine,
But swim amid her tears.
Source material: Caledonian folk tale, as told by Judith Reid.
*No GLITTERY, FLASHING, ANIMATED, or LONG STRINGS of MULTIPLE invites please! Thank you!!
Wear the Sealskin...
Panting for the sea,
Returning home
to blissful solitude...
cackling with glee!
finding myself
running wild...
Textures by florabella
Seal by Gemz76 stock at DevianArt
brushes by www.obsidiandawn.com
model shaped out of fabric with photoshop by me
I would like to share with you all this lovely song that my good friend Giles C. Watson wrote a while ago. I am humbled that he felt the lyrics of the song fit under my image.
Thank you so much Giles. : )
The Selkie
The kelp and wrack strewn on the sand;
The rockpools at low tide
Held brittle-stars; crabs crawled the strand,
While seagulls wheeled and cried.
A fisherman walked on the shore
Collecting urchins spiny,
And creatures washed up from the floor
Of the ocean briny.
Claw of lobster, head of eel,
Yet onward did he roam;
The empty skin of a seal:
He carried it back home.
Chorus:
Salty, salty is the brine;
All’s not as it appears.
The selkie will no more be thine,
But swim amid her tears.
“I’ll hide the skin away from sight,
I’th’ chimney, for safe-keeping.”
And then, amid the windy night,
He heard the seals a-weeping.
He went to where the waves were washing
Cold ‘neath moonlit skies;
He saw a naked woman standing,
Forlorn the dismal cries.
She looked at him with wide, grey eyes;
He took her by the hand.
It seemed the sea was filled with sighs
That echoed o’er the sand.
Chorus
He led her to his lodgings poor
But naught the woman said,
The water dripped upon the floor;
He took her to his bed.
And when she was softly sleeping
He kissed her pallid cheek,
Then to the chimney went a-creeping
The seal-skin for to seek.
By night he nursed the empty pelt,
By day he put to sea.
That evening, at her side he knelt,
And said, “Make love with me.”
Chorus
She bore a boy, she bore a girl,
Silent in travail.
The girl had skin as white as pearl;
Her eyes were grey and pale.
The little girl stayed behind
While man and boy went boating,
And child and mother with one mind
Went where the wrack was floating.
Her mother knelt upon the sand
And cried into the sea;
The daughter held her clammy hand
And sat upon her knee.
Chorus
Six grey seals upon the water,
Six grey seals calling,
Mother hand-in-hand with daughter,
Silent tears a-falling.
That night she saw her father take
The skin from out of hiding.
He knew not she was awake
And in the dark abiding.
When they went fishing in the morn,
Her mother’s tears unending
Fell down from her cheeks forlorn,
O’er the sea a-bending.
Chorus
And so her daughter rushed outside,
The skin draped o’er her shoulder,
Came to the place where mother cried
And laid it on a boulder.
Her mother touched her pallid face,
She gave her kisses three,
And then she plunged without a trace
Deep into the sea.
Seven seals in the water,
Seven seals a-calling,
And on the shore his grey-eyed daughter,
Silent tears a-falling.
Final chorus:
Salty, salty is the brine;
All’s not as it appears.
Thy daughter will no more be thine,
But swim amid her tears.
Source material: Caledonian folk tale, as told by Judith Reid.
*No GLITTERY, FLASHING, ANIMATED, or LONG STRINGS of MULTIPLE invites please! Thank you!!