Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 23

Said in the morning when rising…
Christ be with me,
be after me,
be before me,
and be at my right and left hand.
May everything I do be for Christ.

by: Kahil Gibran Only when you drink from the river of Silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, Then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, Then you shall truly dance.
My life is like a weaving between my God and me I do not choose the colors he works steadily Sometimes he weaves sorrow and I in foolish pride Forget he sees the upper and I the underside Not ’til the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas […]
You left a beautiful memory and a sorrow too great to be told, but to us who loved and lost you, your memory will never grow old. Always a silent hurt, many a silent tear, but always a beautiful memory of one we loved so dear. God gave us strength to bear it, and courage […]
By William Wordsworth I pledge to you today A hallowed place within my heart is where you’ll always stay. Wordsworth – Intimations of Immortality What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory […]