A PRAYER FOR POETS

This is highest poetry:
to help the crippled walk,
to aid the deaf to hear,
to free the dumb to talk.

These are the greatest poems:
a blind one made to see,
mourning turned to laughter,
a lame child healed and free.

May we walk on, O Master,
where your own feet have trod,
to learn eternal rhythms—
the poetry of God.

Arthur L. Hendriks

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