Love is a promise




Love is a promise
Love is a souvenir
Once given, never forgotten
Never let it disappear.

– John Lennon





Text & image source: Precious World

#SoftTuesday . . . .I wish I had your hand to kiss,




“I wish I had your hand to kiss,
That pledge of faith so fine and small,
Instead of these great flakes that fall
And chill me to the bone like this…”






From “The Chilly Lover (L’Amoureux Transi), A Song from the French,” Edmund Dulac, published in the Christmas issue of L’Illustration, 1913.
Source: Edmund Dulac – Home

I place on the altar of dawn:



The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Waves of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.

May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.

May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.







Sunrise at Lough Inagh, Co. Galway / Ireland – 2018
Photo: © Ann Cahill
Text & image source: John O’Donohue