May 28, 2009

The Heart of the Irish

Originally written April 4, 2006

May you see God's light on the path ahead
when the road you walk is dark.
May you always hear,
even in your hour of sorrow,
the gentle singing of the lark.
When times are hard may hardness
never turn your heart to stone,
may you always remember
when the shadows fall-
You do not walk alone.

May the blessing of light be on you-
light without and light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
and warm your heart
till it glows like a great peat fire.

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