There is a Mosaic of Magic disappearing lakes in the Sacred Heart of The Burren

There is a Mosaic of Magic disappearing lakes in the Sacred Heart of The Burren

Imagine Dolines combine to produce Polje Which contain Turloughs or temporary lakes on the eastern boundaries And underground rivers surfacing at Doolin, Vigo & Glencurran caves With Fossil caves also made by underground streams Sculpted over many thousands of years Hidden deep and appear after heavy rainfall opening at cliff face Like splendid Ennistymon waterfalls pouring Niagara marvel on our souls . There is a Mosaic of Magic disappearing lakes in the Sacred Heart of The Burren Where the water sculpts and enters the rock shapes Of fossils, runnel, pavement & erratic’s Revealing Carron turlough in winter Like a fully-fledged lake Inviting fishermen & Whopper swans Only to vanish in Summer Leaving a lush meadow to pasture for pregnant Belties . Colonising sedges for Mayfly Coupled with habitat of the Winkle Turloughs & soilless expanses of rock Grey limestone pavements, hills & erratic’s The Burren was born 350 million years ago At the bottom of a shallow tropical ocean Making me think coco cabaña and cocktails . Where the Burren was shaped by water and Mankind With our ancestors’ bivalves, crinoids, corals & gastropods Thriving in warm water over millennia Their remains consisting of minerals, calcite & aragonite Gathered on the Sea floor & compressed into limestone Making me think of centipede skulls . Once the limestone was laid bare Water element began its magic of eroding & sculpting like Rodin’s “The Thinker” & “The Kiss” & “La Cathédrale Hands” Into shapes of smooth limestone blocks or clints Separated by deep fissures or grykes Giving birth to An Boireann a strong place a great rock The Burren .