Living God, holy Spirit,
breathe hope into our lives;
breathe on, where breathing is hard,
the rasping struggle of life;
breathe on, where people must
breathe through charcoal and cloth,
behind visors, trying to care,
trying to be personal,
where everything about the environment says,
“impersonal”.
Breathe hope, where hope seems almost gone,
give hope to people deep in grieving.
Where everything is ending
and springtime is another world,
holy Spirit, whisper to us
rumours of a new beginning.
Lord, in your mercy-
-hear our prayer.