I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. -- John O'Donohue
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My prayer for John:
May you rest in a bed
of rose fragrant flowers
with bees humming a song
into both of your ears
and sunshine warm
upon your gentle soul.
Face to the wind
with a sweet, cool breeze
and visions
of pure air and light
surrounding you,
may you rise from the earth
and become one with the light
and one with the air.
Those of us still grounded here
already miss you deeply
but we cannot mourn your passing
except for ourselves .
because there you sit,
laughing and smiling,
warmly enfolding us .
all the while right beside us
where you have always been.
You are right there . just on the other side of the air.
Sweet Darkness
(from Anam Cara by John O'Donohue)
When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will be your womb tonight.
The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
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MUSIC: A Thousand Teardrops by SHADOWFAX
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