Forgive Me
Máirtín Ó Direáin
On my own last night
Sitting by the shore
The sky was short of stars
And the sea all quiet and calm.
Your shimmering queenly presence
Was cast onto my mind's screen
Although any spark of love for you
I thought had long since gone.
I called your name softly
As I used to before
And I heard a sad scream
From a lonely sea-bird.
Forgive me if you didn't even want
Your lovely shadow beside me
But the sky was short of stars
And the sea all quiet and calm