No need to worry.

I just heard this, and like it …

Beannacht/ Blessing

by John O’Donohue

On the day when

 the weight deadens

 on your shoulders

 and you stumble,

 may the clay dance

to balance you.

And when your eyes

 freeze behind the grey window

 and the ghost of loss

 gets in to you,

may a flock of colours,

indigo, red, green,

and azure blue

 come to awaken in you

 a meadow of delight.


When the canvas frays

 in the currach of thought

 and a stain of ocean

 blackens beneath you,

 may there come across the waters

 a path of yellow moonlight

 to bring you safely home.


May the nourishment of the earth be yours,

 may the clarity of light be yours,

 may the fluency of the ocean be yours,

may the protection of the ancestors be yours.

 And so may a slow wind

 work these words

 of love around you,

an invisible cloak

to mind your life.


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