near Lahinch, Co. Clare (GOSh.)
RISE
There’s a mortality clause
In contracted life,
Days were made to fade
Suns to set -
And every waving thing
Soon pass away…
The One resurrect
Divinest baby step,
One large step
For crippled we-
Our stone moved hope
Gardens us in.
Gerard O'Shea
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