Prayer does not change God
It changes me
Something of the Spirit enters me
I am not the same as I was before
The Lord who knocks upon my door
Sits down with me and all is changed within
And I can change the world by changing me
Become more wise more gentle hopefully
And pray for those who do not pray themselves
Make up for what they waste in warring words
And what they waste in life-destroying ways
The Lord heals all who put their faith in him
To touch his cloak is all we need to do
And bring him to the bedside of the sick
And by his wounds to brings our wars to end
And follow him and this world’s wounds to tend
Brian Fahy
1 April 2022
Erris Poetry 