What Can I Do For Thee?

I came across this poem the other day, browsing through some old papers and finding two cards with prayers on them. This one, in particular, struck a chord in my heart, and I could not help but share it here: 

What Can I Do For Thee? (before the Pieta)

by Harold Menken

It might seem that this statue of our Mother
Had seeing eyes and listening ears;
She draws one suppliant after another
Sighing out their hopes and fears.

"My precious one is sick to death...
Please help my little boy,"
An anguished woman gasps for breath.
A young girl whispers, "Give me joy."

Such a wide assortment sauntered by,
Rich, poor, young, old and gray!
One said, "Please help my number to win!"
Another, "May we fly safe today."

And then a tattered beggar ~ but so wise
He seemed to me ~
"I ask for nothing, Mother dear, but this:
What can I do for Thee?"

I know this seems like a post more in tune with Lent, but sacrifice and Love are themes that work anytime. And since I have been reading alot about doing God's Will, uniformly and without reserve, this seems to me to be a good place to start ~ at the foot of the Woman Who suffered the most, right alongside Him as He died.

I have been wanting to post all week here, but this will do for now...I will be back perhaps later today or tomorrow to write more Musings; suffice it to say that meditation in the meantime on the Passion of Our Lord and the Dry Martyrdom of His Mother are more than enough fodder for anyone!