An Irish Poem of Blessing

Happy St. Patrick day and a good prayer shared.


Ireland at twilight

Happy St. Patricks Day!  I like to celebrate every holiday, so I’ve got my plans for making bangers and mash for my family this evening.  But I thought I would start the day’s celebrations with a lovely poem of blessing by a wonderful Irish poet and philosopher, John O’Donahue.  He writes a lot about how being in nature helps us discover the best of ourselves.  So before we start on our Guinness, Jameson, and Baileys, try to spend some time outside appreciating the green in our lives and how it nurtures us.

Here are the words to the poem:

Beannacht (Blessing)– For Josie (his mother)

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 into you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red…

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