For Josie On the day whenThe weight deadensOn your shouldersAnd you stumble,May the clay danceTo balance you. And when your eyesFreeze behindThe grey windowAnd the ghost of lossGets in to you,May a flock of colours,Indigo, red, green,And azure blue,Come to awaken in youA meadow of delight. When the canvas fraysIn the currach of thoughtAnd a … Continue reading Beannacht