For Jay
the road has risen to meet you,
the wind at times blown you back.
the sun's warmth has been blinding,
the rain's fall flooded your tract.
this path's steps are not even,
the weather not promised to hold.
for this is the way of the pilgrim,
and the progress is made in your soul.
so no matter the incline
or strength of the gale,
no matter the size of the rain,
may you find good ale,
warm bread, and companions
until we meet again.
This was written as a remix of the traditional Irish Blessing:
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind always be at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
and until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand