Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love
Hello, You
Hello, You
You, who have never written an idle line,
Give a second sunrise to each merry morning
Or if a morning is not permitted, a dusk
An hour of your gentle peace to read
Hello, You
You, who chant for us your litany of hope
We who are blessed in your thoughts and words
In how you shape chaos into hymns of love
And sing your stories to the universe
Hello, You
You, who have never written an idle line
Pray for all of us, please, at your Heliconian shrine
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