Arms Raised In Supplication

Dear Father,

In front lays a pen
And underneath, a sheet
Empty yesterday
Emptier today

And so shall it be thru eternity
For the pen, though firm and able,
Remains lame without the bearer

Therefore, my Master
I ask thee for divine aid
Grant me the ways to create
Let my words be Your words
And Your words be mine
That I may exclaim to it,
And its purpose be realized

Lest in time, the ink dries
And my spirits falter
And my right hand
Could not any longer

Henceforth, I fully resign
I am myself no longer
And You shall be my Bearer
Him by which all things
Be redeemed


“…in order that henceforth at every moment of my life, and in each of my action, thou mayest deign to be my director, my guide, my strength, and all the love of my heart…”

So shall it be done.


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