Sometimes it is, yet not as they
Conceive it. Rather, I
Seek in myself the things I hoped to say,
But lo!, my wells are dry.
Then, seeing me empty, you forsake
The listener’s role and through
My dumb lips breathe and into utterance wake
The thoughts I never knew.
And thus you neither need reply
Nor can; thus, while we seem
Two talkers, thou art One forever, and I
No dreamer, but thy dream.
~C.S. Lewis
“True, whole prayer is nothing but love.”
~St. Augustine
“Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.”
~St. John Vianney
Wow! Great poem by Lewis. Thanks much. :)