That poem shows, if nothing else, I think, how a belief in the efficacy of prayer, or whatever name you might give to the more noble attempts to communicate with the divine (from a position of humility, but not mere desperation), can orient a person to reality in such a way that they are able to inhabit each moment honestly, with the entirety of their being, and a readiness that is surprisingly rare, considering how many souls pass into and out of existence.