Posted in celebration of national poetry month. This is a prayer, but a poetic prayer and seems fitting for the day. It is attributed to St. Francis but in fact the author is not known. You can learn more about this prayer here. Have a favorite poem you have read or written? Please email it to frank@mytownmatters.com.

A Prayer of St. Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.