Still stands thine ancient sacrifice
But I fear we stand not near enough
To truly know reprive from anxious hurry-scurry days
Filled with such driving need for things and folk
That we forget to listen to our beat and have not woke
Either to the tune that sings
Within our hearts or yours.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-to-a-divine-heart/
