2017-04-14

Iomann na Milseachta

Milis dúinne na gaotha aoibhne
Aoibhneas ag teacht chugainn ó na farraigí
Aoibhneas chugainn ón arbhar sa ghort
Aoibhneas chugainn ón bplanda is ón luibh
Go dtuga ár mbólacht aoibhneas dúinn
Ár nAthair atá ar Neamh caith linn go haoibhinn!
Deannach an domhain féin tá sé lán d’aoibhneas
Aoibhneas é ar fad – aoibhneas ar fad – aoibhneas

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The Hymn of Sweetness

(from The Upanishads)


The blissful winds are sweet to us
The seas are showering bliss on us
May the corn in our fields bring bliss to us
May the plants and herbs bring bliss to us
May the cattle give us bliss
O Father in Heaven be thou blissful to us!
The very dust of the earth is full of bliss
It is all bliss – all bliss – all bliss

       (Trans. Swami Vivekananda)