XXXIV
bíodh an uile ní ina samatha dhuit
an féileacán giongach fiú
glacann a scíth
go han-chiúin ann féin
filleann a sciatháin
let all things be Your samatha
for the restless butterfly too
comes to rest
ever so quietly in itself
folding its wings
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