For Anne - Mourning Her Mother’s Passing
At the appointed time we must each return to our source.
For Anne who is left behind.
Deep peace I breathe into you
Oh weariness here, O ache, here!
Deep peace, a soft white dove to you;
Deep peace, a quiet rain to you;
Deep peace, an ebbing wave to you!
Deep peace, yellow wind of the east from you;
Deep peace, blue wind of the west to you;
Deep peace, green wind of the north from you;
Deep peace, red wind of the south to you!
Deep peace, pure gold of the sun to you;
Deep peace, pure silver of the moon to you;
Deep peace, pure green of the grass to you;
Deep peace, pure brown of the living earth to you;
Deep peace, pure gray of the dew to you;
Deep peace, pure blue of the sky to you!
Deep peace of the running wave to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the quiet Earth to you,
Deep peace of the sleeping stones to you,
Deep peace of the Goddess to you,
Deep peace of the God to you,
Deep peace of the Flock of Stars to You.
Deep Peace of the Spirits to You.
Deep Peace, Deep Peace.
- Old Irish Blessing of Peace




I wish that I had added in my previous comment. What a lovely and wonderful sanctuary this is! I shall return time and again.
Peace to you, Anne. Hope all the memories are sweet and always with you.
Beautiful post, Heather.
peace and blessings to you Anne, I am so sorry for your loss and dread the time of my own mother’s passing