My Irish Blessing
May ye see when you reach the end of your journey
When the sun is gone and your sky turned grey
Sitting alone with your pain and your sorrow
In the depth of your heart may ye see a rainbow
And beyond your sadness and your loneliness
And despite your grief and your hopelessness
May ye see through the fog in the valley below
The flowers gently blooming in the meadow
May ye hear through the wind and behind the thunder
Coming from your heart like a gentle whisper
May ye hear the love songs of the sparrows
And the river singing through the rocks as it flows
May ye find at the end of your long journey
Little things to make you content and happy
The wisdom that came with your old age
To help you accept what you cannot change
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