An Irish Blessing šŸ€šŸ’ššŸ€

ā˜˜ļøšŸŒ¹An Irish Blessing šŸ€šŸŒ¹ā˜˜ļø

Happy St.Patrick’s Day !
May the Lord ā€˜s Blessing keep you safe !
May his countenance shine upon you every second of the day
May his son’s healing hands lay upon you and ā€œcureā€ you!
May those precious and gifted hands of yours always remain safe , warmed and loved !
May his arms surround you and hold you and strengthen you
May the Lord’s wrath , smite those that betray and hurt you !
May the Lord’s Grace be with you always šŸ€

From the Heart of the depths or Annapurina , the Diary of the Ancients , opened up , the words came out in a deep and darkened voice from the Red and Green , Peacock Poisoned Pen šŸ€ā¤ļøšŸ€


An old fashioned Irish BlessingšŸ€.

Just a hint of a mixed – Irish and Indian accent … the voice came and was heard within ….

And they heard it ,

You have been called home , the heart your mountain is calling you …..

Anna . …. purina…..

Anna ……purina …..

ANNA…. You ARE TO COME HOME !

The Inkwell swelled and swirled and grew and a small thin slit opening was formed ….both the Dark Lord Heston and his student were called and sucked through !

Yes , she was ready indeed !

The Prime and her teacher had been summoned home by the heart of the HEART of the HOME MOUNTAIN, herself šŸŒ¹šŸ€šŸ’‹

ā€œANNA ā€œ had called šŸ€šŸ’‹.


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