John O'Donohue Poems
- On The Death Of The Beloved Though we need to weep your ...
- Blessing On the day when the weight deadens on your ...
- For Grief When you lose someone you love, Your life becomes ...
- For The Dying May death come gently towards you, Leaving you...
- For Suffering May you be blessed in the holy names of ...
- For Loneliness When the light lessens, Causing colors to ...
John O'Donohue (1 January 1956 – 4 January 2008) was an Irish poet, author, priest, and Hegelian philosopher. He was a native Irish speaker, and as an author is best known for popularising Celtic spirituality.
Eldest of his three siblings, he was raised in west Ireland in the area of Connemara and County Clare, where his father Patrick O'Donohue was a stonemason, while his mother Josie ... more »
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On The Death Of The Beloved
Though we need to weep your loss,
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts,
Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.
Your love was like the dawn
Brightening over our lives
Awakening beneath the dark
A further adventure of colour.
The sound of your voice
Found for us
A new music
That brightened everything.
Whatever you enfolded in your gaze
Quickened in the joy of its being;
You placed smiles like flowers
On the altar of the heart.
Your mind always sparkled
With wonder at things.
Though your days here were brief,