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Blessing for Sunday

I will arise and go now,
for always night and day

I hear the lake water lapping
with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway,
or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

W.B. Yeats
[Irish writer and statesman (1865-1939)]

Bloodroot
Common Name: Bloodroot
Botantical: Sanguinaria canadensis

CITATION Irish Blessings

2 thoughts on “Blessing for Sunday”

  1. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
    Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
    There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
    And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

    I, too, love this poem. (another stanza from Yeats’ Lake Isle of Innisfree)

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