Well another few thank-you cards to the many friends who donated to the big A Society in Mac's memory, as well as to those who I did not or was unable to thank personally...and for those I have lost their address, I hope they read this. Thanks again - I am now able to read the cards and they are terrific, thanks for all the comforting words.
Thanks to Kathy for this one
Beannacht
(Blessing)
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 coracle 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.
this lovely poem was written by the Irish poet John O'Donahue upon the death of his mother. and as Kathy says she finds it comforting, and reassuring, certainly very Celtic
A coracle is a small boat made of canvas common in old days in Ireland, Scotand and Wales. I think O'Donahue is referring to it's fragility.
Kathy goes on to say you can hear this poet read on you tube. He died much too soon in 2008, but his writings are rich treasures that live on - and as K. saiys much like my memories of Mac
Thanks Kathy ...and Love. g'nite.
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