Prayer of a Mexican Mystic I’m only a spark, make me a fire. I’m only a string, make me a lyre. I’m only an ant-hill, make me a mountain. I’m only a drop, make me a fountain. I’m only a feather, make me a wing. I’m only a rag, make me a king. Life is a Highway Life is a highway On which the years go by… Sometimes the road is level Sometimes the hills are high. But as we travel onward to a future that’s unknown We can make each mile we travel A "heavenly stepping stone!" – Helen Steiner Rice