C.S. Lewis: “Prayer”

Master, they say that when I seem To be in speech with you, Since you make no replies, it’s all a dream –One talker aping two. They are half right, but not as they Imagine; rather, I Seek in myself the things I meant to say, And lo! The wells are dry. Then, seeing me empty, you forsake The Listener’s role, and through My dead lips breathe and into utterance wake The thoughts I never knew. And thus you neither need reply Nor can; thus, while we seem Two talking, thou are One forever, and I No dreamer, but thy dream. Poems, Ed. Walter Hooper (New York: Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1964), 122-123.

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