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 hehind
The gray window
And the ghost of loss
Gets into you,
May a flock or colors
Indigo, Red, Green
And Azure blue
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
In the curragh 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.

john o'donahue

I LOVE YOU