For this one month—these thirty days—at least,
Let mental blocks and verbal levees break;
Let “words, words, words” pour forth, ideas freely move
From mind to page; let not one thought escape
Before it has been firmly written down.
Let mental muscles, aching, atrophied
From long disuse, come quickly back to strength.
Let habits change; let idle moments fill
With this productive use—or better ones.
But more, and most importantly: O Lord,
Let all my mind and hands and pen produce,
This hectic month, or in the time beyond,
Be to your glory, for your kingdom’s cause.
At the time that I wrote this poem and scheduled this post, I hadn’t decided to try my hand at National Novel Writing Month this year. It’ll largely depend on how much I write by the end of the first weekend, I suppose. But even if I don’t decide to scramble to try to meet the goal of fifty thousand words by the end of the month, I do want to make the month—the last before the end of the liturgical year—productive, especially in terms of my Shine Cycle and my poetry: thus this verse prayer.
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