Thursday, 22 May 2014

A Poet's Prayer

Who were the Word
Before a word was spoken
Make me what I write
May the hand that grips the pen
Be gripped first by You
Before this pen touches paper
Oh Lord God touch this man
So that everything I write is
The authentic history and geography
Of a life lived for You
In all honesty brutal and beautiful
                                               WILF 06/2012

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