..echoing day..

..my blessing was found here..

Blessed be the mind that dreamed the day The blueprint of your
life Would begin to glow on earth, Illuminating all the faces and
voices That would arrive to invite Your soul to growth.

Praised be your father and mother, Who loved you before you
were, And trusted to call you here With no idea who you would be.
Blessed be those who have loved you Into becoming who you were
meant to be,

Blessed be those who have crossed your life With dark gifts of
hurt and loss That have helped to school your mind In the art
of disappointment.

When desolations surrounded you, blessed be those who looked
for you And found you, their kind hands Urgent to open a blue
window In the gray wall formed around you.

Blessed be the gifts you never notice, Your health, eyes to
behold the world, Thoughts to countenance the unknown,
Memory to harvest vanished days, Your heart to feel the world's
waves, Your breath to breathe the nourishment Of distance made
intimate by earth.

On the echoing-day of your birth, May you open the gift of
solitude In order to receive your soul; Enter the generosity
of silence To hear your hidden heart; Know the serenity
of stillness To be enfolded anew By the miracle of your being.
{john o'donohoe, to bless this space between us..}

...michelle smith - the gift of our class - the best...