Tuesday, March 17, 2009


As I can hear the ocean sound
in the shell held to my ear, so,
in my mind, I hear your voice.
The joyous notes resound
in memory, though in reality
it's been some time
since I've felt the caress,
the tenderness
of your voice.

Saint Patrick's breastplate

Christ beside me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ within me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ above me.

--Saint Patrick (Today, March 17th, is his feast day.)

Little cottage

A little cottage in the wood
would be good.
A tiny place
would be nice,
a bit of paradise on earth;
and of more worth to me
than a grander home
could ever be.
How happily I would live
in such a little nest!
For, to my mind,
the home which is small
is best of all.