" Cancer Cannot..."

Angels

Bring You

   Strength...

Cancer is so limited...

It cannot cripple Love

It cannot shatter Hope

It cannot corrode Faith

It cannot kill Friendship

It cannot suppress Memories

It cannot silence Courage

It cannot invade the Soul

It cannot steal Eternal Life 

It cannot conquer the Spirit.

~"God has put His Angels in charge of you,

that they may guard you

in all ways." 

~Psalm 91:11 

~Beannaichte'

20 August, 2012

Repost: 28 May, 2015
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~To my Sisters, Sharon and Karen, and all who suffer, or have suffered, with cancer.

Is Brea' Liom Tu'! ~Beannaichte'

~From my Front Porch:

~Today, I welcome all of those who care for, or have cared for, a loved one suffering from this disease. These are often the unsung Heroes, who travel the minutes, hours, days, and months, with their loved one. Perhaps, not always at their side, but always a thought or a prayer, away. I would be remiss if I did not  include the health-care and hospice workers, as well.  As with all chronic or terminal illness, everyone is affected. Everyone suffers. ~ I salute you, as You are Brave Soldiers, indeed. May you be blessed, as you make the Journey, with a "Guiding Hand", along the way. Mile Buiochas!  ~Beannaichte' 

"Ghostly Lover"

It was only just a week, ago

In quiet Sadness I sat by your side

I Heard your Ghostly Lover calling you

While I Stumbled for the Truth, 

through your Lies.  

Promising me, you would Spend some Time

Yet I Knew your Time was on Loan

To the One who Burned her Shadow

Into your Brain

To Her you must Return.


I Heard her Voice as she Spoke Through you
How I Felt the Pain in your eyes
The Wick of our Candle was Smothered by Time
But your lover's Fire is still Alive.  


Her Embers they seem Still enough
Yet Reckless and Quick to Flare
Her Flame  Consuming our Chapter in Time
The Story line, Surrendered 
to the Fire.


Move On, Move On, with her Shadow 
at your back
Move On, with her Voice at your side
Your Ghostly Lover ~ calling you back 
To Fragments 
of a
 Dying Fire.
 


~Alicia O'Hara 
c. 11 March, 2013
 

~Beannaichte'
27 May, 2015 

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Reflection Readings: Acts 1:15-17,20-26; Ps 112; John 15:9-17

Reflection Readings: Acts 1:15-17,20-26; Ps 112; John 15:9-17

"Lady in White"

She rides in her dreams

A gallant white horse

The snow it falls upon her

And melts in her remorse.

Not the pattern of Nature 

But the Dreams of her mind

Love now lost in distant miles

Again, she will find.

She rides to her castle

And steps from her mount

The Lady in White

Acclaiming this account.

A gentlemen caller

Holds out his hand

Asking her to follow

His masterly command.

His words they are so empty

She does not hear a sound

Her bed he will share tonight

Where silent loneliness is found.

She asks him to hold her

While she prays for quiet rest

But he leaves before the dawning

Now, his shadow her only guest.

He walks away so quietly
Not knowing what she feels
Pain is the price that she must pay
For the time the gentleman steals.

She knows that she is foolish
Sir Galahad doesn't ride anymore
The Lady mounts her white horse, again
As the gentleman walks out her door.

~Yes, she knows that she is foolish... 

Alicia O'Hara C.


~Beannaichte'
5 May, 2015


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