Prayer

(Found here)

Master, they say that when I seem

     To be in speech with you,

Since you make no replies, it’s all a dream

     —One talker aping two.

They are half right, but not as they

     Imagine; rather, I

Seek in myself the things I meant to say,

     And lo! the wells are dry.

Then, seeing me empty, you forsake

     The Listener’s role, and through

My dead lips breathe and into utterance wake

     The thoughts I never knew.

And thus you neither need reply

     Nor can; thus, while we seem

Two talking, thou art One forever, and I

     No dreamer, but thy dream.

~C. S. Lewis