Prayer of Remembrance
By John Herlihy
When it comes to prayer, what should I say?
The Lord God above surely knows the way.
People always refer to the prayer of the heart;
But my prayer always seems faulty at the start.
Watch over me, help me, protect me, save me,
All of these entreaties only seem to belittle me.
Enlighten, enrich, empower, and even perfect me,
Only seems like ambition that comes to haunt me.
The prayer of remembrance lives quietly untold;
It seizes the moment all the divine glory to hold.
To remember the truth and the light, the presence;
What need of words when you have the essence.
In fact, what use in kneeling down on your knees,
When God is everywhere, in grass, in light, in breeze.
Love ya!
Jane
Sandie