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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, green and azure blue, come to awaken in you a meadow of delight. When the canvas frays in the currach of thought and a ...
9 Αυγ 2022 · On The Death Of The Beloved. by John O'Donohue. Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Your love was like the dawn. Brightening over our lives. Awakening beneath the dark. A further adventure of colour.
13 Ιουλ 2018 · Beannacht. 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....
8 Φεβ 2022 · This celtic blessing by irish poet and priest, john o’donohue, is a beautiful way to honor a lost loved one during a funeral or memorial service, or on the anniversary of their death.
6 Δεκ 2012 · For Grief. When you lose someone you love, Your life becomes strange, The ground beneath you gets fragile, Your thoughts make your eyes unsure; And some dead echo drags your voice down. Where words have no confidence. Your heart has grown heavy with loss; And though this loss has wounded others too,
18 Σεπ 2022 · On the death of the beloved: Blessing and Funeral Poem by John O'Donohue. Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Your love was like the dawn. Brightening over our lives, Awakening beneath the dark. A further adventure of color. The sound of your voice.
2 Ιαν 2014 · Beannacht (Irish 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 ...
