Prayer Changes Me

By Elizabeth Saxon
I know not how prayer changes things
That miracles may come to be.
But this I know: Prayer lends me wings,
And by God's grace, prayer changes me!

I know not how a simple task,
Prayer-blessed, shines with divinity,
When in good faith God's help I ask,
But this I know: Prayer changes me.

I am a knocker at the door;
I am a seeker at the gate;
I am an asker, who before
My own dear God has learned to wait.

I know not how prayer changes things;
It is a lovely mystery.
But this I know: Prayer lends me wings,
And day by day, prayer changes me!
 

This poem appeared in Prayer: Making A Sacred Connection, produced by Unity (no longer available). Click here for a list of free booklets available in print or as a downloadable PDF.