I found this scribbled on a paper napkin in my father’s handwriting

Speak Lord, and in the speaking
The world faded out of mind
In reflection of those words
Which from nothing made
The universe from thought.

Speak Lord, and in the hearing
Bring my heart to stillness
As the morning stars
Before the miracle, sang

Speak, Lord and in silence
Between your words,
Water the faith that sprouts

From bare soil.

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