I watched a man in Central Park
Read Hamlet to a dog
That did not even turn to bark
To make me move along
Instead he sat with ears transfixed
To hear his master’s voice
With no desire for fetching sticks
Or chasing cats and toys
Although he failed to understand
"To be or not to be"
He wagged his tail and watched the man
As though he set him free
Then suddenly a thought occurred,
The man is like the Christ
Reciting from His holy Word
The reason for my life
His will is in a language
That is vexing to my brain
But still I sit here hanging
Onto every Word the same
And though there may be times I pray
"To be or not to be"
With every Word in every way
He sets my spirit free