He came,
retired,
but still
a man of vigour.
He said
he only knew
one prayer,
a prayer of one word,
"Help!"
Later
he came
stricken
by motor neuron disease.
He was helped to come
and kneel and pray
his one-word prayer,
"Help!"
Lord,
you see beyond
our spiritual songs
and fancy prayers,
our noisy joy
or sombre liturgy.
You hear
our heart-felt cry
for help!
Our hearts
are open,
Lord!
So fill our lives
to reach out
and touch another
with your help.