Intercession.
Intercession Some ask the priest to pray to Joseph Famous carpenter who might ask His darling wife so full of grace Who in turn might ask her son The quiet and the thoughtful one Might ask his Father high above To heal the sick and lame Intercession was the game. Who to pray for and for what? To remember those that time forgot Is it right to pray at all? Perhaps I’ll simply wish instead. Blessings both for good and evil Sending concern across the ether As real as praying at the altar Wishes sprinkled on life’s water. This prayer of mine is more a wish Sending wishes all the time Without a toll at every border Without a price to every order. Free to travel back in time Free enough to span the oceans And the mountains while all the while Blessing those we now remember. Friends or foes, it matters not Love multiplies with every drop That’s sprinkled on our thirsty world For man and woman, boy and girl.