An Irish Blessing

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields

And until we meet again, until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand
And until we meet again, until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand

May the sun make your days bright
May the stars illuminate your nights
May the flowers bloom along your path
Your house stand firm against the storm

And until we meet again, until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand
And until we meet again, until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand

These beautiful words when sung absolutely fill me with immense sorrow and joy. Longing and happiness. I got to sing them over the weekend in a choir from Innsbruck I was lucky to sing with. This song appeared around the dinner table where we had all shared a meal with the group. We all sang and the spirit in the room was amazing. Not for the singing, but for the sense of the words that filled my heart. Even now when I think of these words with no one in particular in my mind, my eyes water. They are simply beautiful. It is pleasure to have them in my life.