‘Away, come away:
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.’ – W.B. Yeats

save your prayers, please, just save them
words of pious supplication
apathy’s justification
reason scorned, and truth forsaken
save your prayers
don’t tell me your heart is breaking
over pain of your own making
hoarding grace, from others, taking
hearts afraid of shadows, quaking
save your prayers, please
just save them
~kat
Today’s quote for Jane Dougherty’s A Month With Yeats is from his poem ‘The Hosting of the Sidhe’.




November 14th, 2017 at 5:37 am
‘Save your prayers’ and find another way to justify your inaction! Well said, Kat 🙂
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November 14th, 2017 at 6:14 am
Exactly! Thanks Jane. 😊
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November 14th, 2017 at 7:10 am
🙂
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November 14th, 2017 at 1:11 pm
Amen. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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November 14th, 2017 at 11:03 pm
❤️
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November 14th, 2017 at 3:40 pm
Awesome
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November 14th, 2017 at 10:59 pm
Thanks Lynn. We need works, not Words. 😉
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November 15th, 2017 at 8:14 am
Yes!
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