Helpless Hopeful Hanker

I just want to bless All that's around me with no stress Even those within me, with love and ease For peace and prosperity I have made decrees A life is pretty stale, somewhat sad, so static Striving seems to mock it, and 'bout it, ecstatic He's at the drop of a hat set to borne goodness Where's the power to do, in mere wishes and nothingness? Lowly, I question that which is yet to be When will it be that ought to be? This hope and delay makes me daily weak 'n strong When will it come his day of joyful song? Oh, that my coast be enlarged As the wide spread sky is discharged Oh, that all around me be safe and blessed May the good wishes manifest and in excess