Prayer in Poetry Form by Rick Steindorfer

Lord of the unquenchable light,

Hear the song of my heart,

Which asks not for gold, nor for a sword,

But for peace, truth, and compassion.

May I be a bridge, not a wall,

May I be a breeze, not a hurricane,

May my word never fail

To sow love in the darkness.

May I not lose myself in vanity,

Nor hide behind knowledge,

But may I live with humility,

And always learn to recognize.

If pain comes as a visit,

May I receive it with meekness,

For every blessed tear

Is a seed of transformation.

May I serve, even in silence,

May I love, even without a voice,

For You know what I think

And You always walk among us.