May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Sometimes in life, you come across these little treasures. Something that has just been around for so very long that nobody even remembers where it came from or who wrote it--but the strange thing is, somehow that's not even important anymore. Because now, it's something that touches you and resonates within you. A faint whisper of the past infusing the present with hope. Something that can't even be described as pretty--because it's so beautiful. Something brimming to the top and then overflowing with goodwill, friendship, and love--real Christian sentiments--sentiments in which the typical modern society is sadly deficient. A mere six lines that capture a good life--and where philosophical explanations of "how" and "why" would seem redundant and futile. Powerful simplicity.
Strange how sometimes just 47 words can touch the soul and make it sing.
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