to bless "vacation"

May high time be a low tide with
head room for the journey,
carefreely undertaken.

May vacation be respite from all the harried
woundedness of everyday insurgence. As siege
after siege come against the bulwarks of routine,
may rest and relaxation rejuvenate the inner being
as they overcome the pitfalls we all opine.

May the difference in vacation and duty be small,
yet compellingly obvious.

As vacation transforms from vision to destination
may "It's time to relax", the mantra of letting go,
become a distant sound as the bird's sing,
the wind blows in the pines, the waves break
on the beach or the brook splashes and babbles
supplanting all inner voices in the symphony
of arrival within the place of rest.

And may you experience the full joy of "slan abhaile"
(safe home) as the curve of the journey becomes tangent
to the bright future conceived in refreshment
and borne by new dawn.