ANOTHER WISH
A poem by Rowan Blair Colver
Sweet charity clothe me in your pride,
Lend me a magic which allows pure divide,
Speak truths to mine ear so that I may speak,
Tell of the speechless and sanctify the weak.
Grant these fingers tools as to work with ease,
Writings of the pleasures found with inner peace,
Assist a worthy wanderer to emerge from a dream,
Bless them with a nurture and with water clean.
Sing doctrines of a higher love fresher than the dawn,
Remember thoughts of careful words before we were born,
Find the moment in yourself to put the wrongs to right,
Take my hand in striding pace and give me strength to fight.
A poem by Rowan Blair Colver
Sweet charity clothe me in your pride,
Lend me a magic which allows pure divide,
Speak truths to mine ear so that I may speak,
Tell of the speechless and sanctify the weak.
Grant these fingers tools as to work with ease,
Writings of the pleasures found with inner peace,
Assist a worthy wanderer to emerge from a dream,
Bless them with a nurture and with water clean.
Sing doctrines of a higher love fresher than the dawn,
Remember thoughts of careful words before we were born,
Find the moment in yourself to put the wrongs to right,
Take my hand in striding pace and give me strength to fight.
