Walking in a Winter Wonderland

Christmas Cookies in Blue



Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Happy St Patrick's Day!


An Old Celtic Blessing


May the blessing of light be on you—

light without and light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
and warm your heart
till it glows like a great peat fire.

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It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with alabaster wool
The wrinkles of the road.

It makes an even face
Of mountain and of plain, —
Unbroken forehead from the east
Unto the east again.

It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil

On stump and stack and stem, —
The summer's empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were,
Recordless, but for them.

It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, —
Then stills its artisans like ghosts,
Denying they have been.

~Emily Dickinson