as I begin to fast;
As I sit quietly with God,
I no longer pray.
I no longer pray without movement
And anyone else who will listen and help,
The arms and hands add their own emphasis when requesting comfort and ease.
I am here and she is there, but I am with her on this beautiful day,
Holding her hand and walking on the beach,
“I take delight in the strength of the river
Flowing so gently to the arms of the sea.
And I take delight in the love that you give me,
Just like the river it flows here to me.”
Pandora plays “How Great Thou Art,”
And the sea breezes flow in to
Caress my furrowed brow.
Words are no longer sufficient,
Now my body joins my brain, my heart, and my soul
To petition the Great Spirit for help,
To thank Hospice
And to resume quiet support for a lovely woman who is dying.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
Praise him all creatures here below.
Praise him above ye heavenly host.
Praise father, son, and Holy Ghost.