A Prayer

Through the dark night, through the shining day,

Through every breath, through every step of the way,

Through the blows of defeat; through the exhilaration of victory,

Grant me the saviour Grace of constantly feeling thee.

When lost and groping through the cosmic play,

Let me remember that you are but a word, a name away.

Through every trial, through every pang,

Humming in every song I ever sang,

Flowing silently into every curve and line,

Your faithful hand never failed to swoop down and clasp mine.

When the glittering outer lights of the world beckon me,

Give me the Grace to turn within and instead choose thee.

- Anahita Sanjana