Lesbia Harford

Here you will find the Poem A Prayer To Saint Rosa of poet Lesbia Harford

A Prayer To Saint Rosa

When I am so worn out I cannot sleep 
And yet I know I have to work next day 
Or lose my job, I sometimes have recourse 
To one long dead, who listens when I pray. 
I ask Saint Rose of Lima for the sleep 
She went without, three hundred years ago 
When, lying on thorns and heaps of broken sherd, 
She talked with God and made a heaven so. 
Then speedily that most compassionate Saint 
Comes with her gift of deep oblivious hours, 
Treasured for centuries in nocturnal space 
And heavy with the scent of Lima's flowers.