A New Year Blessing

This poem by Celtic poet John O’Donohue  has touched me each time I’ve seen it recently, so in that spirit, I’m sharing it with you–

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A New Year 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 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 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’Donohue

Comments

3 responses to “A New Year Blessing”

  1. Kim Gorman Avatar

    Very beautiful, especially the last lines. Thank you for sharing! Happy New Year!

  2. bbachel Avatar
    bbachel

    Thx for sharing. Feels like the exact poem I was supposed to read at this precise moment

    1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

      So glad the poem struck a chord–take care!

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