LIV
murach an tost seo
ní bheadh teacht ort
na bláthanna a chuirtear chugat gach oíche
neadaíonn id’ thostsa
go domhain is go brách
without silence
You could not be reached
the flowers i send You nightly
nestle forever in the depths
of Your silence
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