Skyscraper Praise

I was afraid
that with their blocks of concrete
the skyscrapers might wound the dawn.

But you out to see
how sensitive they are
to the morning light,
how they disarm
and lose their cutting edge
and steely soul!

They too are caught
in the irresistible spell
of the holy hour
when the whole natural world
in rapture chants
creation's hymn of praise.

~Dom Helder Camara