Irish Blessings for the Coronavirus Crisis by Chris Fox

May the road rise up to meet you,
But please do not meet up with anyone else.
May the winds be at your back,
And your coughs be in your elbow.
May the sun shine upon your face,
The rain fall upon your fields,
And until we meet again, in no less than fourteen days,
Though potentially up to four months,
May God hold you in the palm of his thoroughly washed hand. - Chris Fox