Athchruthaímis an domhan le briathra,

Let's remake the world with words.
Not frivolously, nor
To hide from what we fear,
But with a purpose.

Let's,
As Wordsworth said, remove
"The dust of custom" so things
Shine again, each object arrayed
In its robe of original light.

And then we'll see the world
As if for the first time.
As once we gazed at the beloved
Who was gazing at us.

~ Gregory Orr (Concerning The Book That Is the Body Of The Beloved)

Athchruthaímis an domhan le briathra,
ní go héaganta ná chun dul i bhfolach
ón ní is eagal linn,
ach d'aon oghaim.

Glanaimis
mar a deir Wordsworth
glanaimis dusta an ghnáthaimh i dtreo is go lonróidh
nithe arís, an uile ní leagtha amach
faoi róba an bhunsolais aige.

Feicfear an domhan ansin
faoi mar a bhí a chéaduair é
faoi mar a bhreathnaíomar tráth ar ár rúnsearc
a bhí ag breathnú orainne.