Thursday, February 2, 2012

"Beannacht" by John Donohue

Effy Wild shared this YouTube poem with us on the weekend and I have watched it time and again because it moves me very deeply.    It is especially powerful when read by the poet, John O'Donohue.
 

Beannacht ("Blessing")
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
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 currach 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.

1 comment:

Aimeslee said...

Heather, I dunno. I'm having thoughts of escapism right now...I think all of the classes and deep Jack Handey thoughts have torn my canvas so to speak. And my art, that has always been my escape, is now my burden. UGH. Plus, having a bummer cacophony week all the way around...sigh. xoxo