Irish blessing on the dead
Leonardas Andriekus: I cannot weep

Leonardas Andriekus: Prayer


You know how fragile our minds are, Lord.
In your unlimited wisdom,
Strengthen me that, when grasshoppers fiddle in the fields,
My heart won't break with grieving.

The dream and the reality, to me, are one--
I yearn for storied names and places;
Strengthen me, Lord, that before death awhile
Grasshoppers and I might be merry together.

    --Leonardas Andriekus (1914-2003), Lithuania
(translated by Demie Jonaitas)


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