Choilleich: Guardian of the Forest
My eyes are like the darkest green;
My hair is like the blackest night;
My stature towers above all like the tallest tree;
My steps are quiet like the murmur of the gentlest breeze.
Under my protection the gentle deer lives;
Under my protection the bird builds its nest;
Under my protection the sapling reaches towards the sun;
Under my protection the violet raises its majestic head;
Who am I? I am Choilleich: Guardian of the Forest.
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