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Reflections on Celtic Myths
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| Lugh is a familiar figure to anyone who touches a page of Irish literature. His name and fame are scattered throughout the Irish Cycles. Among his tit... |
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F À I L T E
R O M H A T!
"Caoine" (pronounced keen) is the Gaelic word for the wail or dirge sung by professional mourners in old Ireland. You can read some of this in the rooms of my taigh.
Ochone, ochone!
Beannacht (Blessings)
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 colors,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the curach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the water
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.
- John O'Donohue
Anum Chara (Soul Friend)
Please come into my Study to read the prizewinning poem!
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