Lord of the Springs, Amen

Lord of the Springs, King of All Things,
Please protect me in my hour of greed.
Give me hope to overcome all obstacles.
Let my little candle shine like a laser
Into the eye of the great Puzzle Mistress
Who lives on the hill.

Oh what a thrill it would be, Lord, to finally win something!
Must I ever be a loser, bouncing from false hope to failed dream
Like a Slinky on a one-way trip down the Stairway of Life?

You know this poor old Slinky can't go up the stairs Lord -
Mattel did not create me that way.
But I appreciate the fact that I never need batteries, Lord.
Please don't think that I am judging your creations.
Thou art the Number One Creator in the Universe.
I shall put no Creators before thee.

Yea, though I tread on the toes of the powerful,
Help me to say "Excuse me" at the appropriate time
And in a nice respectful voice
So that I shall not perish, but will flourish and flower
Into the fine blossom I was meant to be,
Radiant with happiness and joy
And the winner of at least one contest, Lord.
I don't see how I can be completely happy
If I don't win at least one.

But Lord of the Springs, I am not critical.
I accept my fate, whatever it may be.
Let me bounce where I may.
I embrace the pull and stretch of life.
I accept the compression.
I rejoice in the tension.
May the oscillations continue forever -
Good - Evil - Good - Evil -

And when I find myself at the bottom of the stairs
I will still declare loudly for the world to hear:
The Lord of Springs is my Lord and I am One with Him.
Amen.