segunda-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2011

Irish Blessing


I wish you not a path devoid of clouds,
Nor a life on a bed of roses,
Not that you might never need regret, 
Nor that you should never feel pain,
No, that is not my wish for you.

My wish for you is:
That you might be brave in times of trial,
when others lay crosses upon your shoulders.
When mountains must be climbed
and chasms are to be crossed;
when hope scarce can shine through.

That every gift God gave you 
might grow along with you.
And let you give the gift of joy
to all who care for you.

That you may always have a friend
who is worth that name.
Whom you can trust,
and who helps you
in times of sadness.
Who will defy the storms
of daily  life at your side.

One more wish I have for you:
That in every hour of joy and pain
you may feel God close to you.

This is my wish for you,
and for all who care for you.
This is my hope for you,
now and forever.

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