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
