Father, Mother, God,
Thank you for your presence
during the hard and mean days.
For then we have you to lean upon.
Thank you for your presence
during the bright and sunny days,
for then we can share that which we have
with those who have less.
And thank you for your presence
during the Holy Days,
for then we are able to celebrate you
and our families and our friends.
For those who have no voice,
we ask you to speak.
For those who feel unworthy,
we ask you to pour your love
out in waterfalls of tenderness.
For those who live in pain,
we ask you to bathe them
in the river of your healing.
For those who are lonely,
we ask you to keep them company.
For those who are depressed,
we ask you to shower upon them
the light of hope.
Dear Creator,
You, the borderless sea of substance,
we ask you to give to all the world
that which we need most
—Peace.
— Maya Angelou
African-American author, poet, born April 4, 1928