When I’m not feeling well,
and tired, I can get so down,
down with others,
down with myself,
down with everything,
my spirit withers within me.
I become like a flower in a dry land,
desperate for rain,
just wishing to feel at rights,
so I can enjoy my life again.
Lord, make haste to help me,
send the showers of Your love upon me,
so that like flowers refreshed in rain,
I can lift up my drooping head,
and rejoice in You instead.
- By Columban Fr. Patrick Sayles