One turned up palm is out the window, stiff as a cross beam, when a blackbird lays in it and settles down to rest.
A poem about St. Kevin
A lovely day of a pilgrimage through the Glendalough Monastic area. Father Pat from the Tearmann Spirituality Centre led us through the settlement, holding rituals in various places. We ended the day with a service of Eucharist in the ruins of Mary’s Chapel. We are grateful to be in this place.
What are your stories of Glendalough?