Thursday, August 10, 2017

Going home

(4370)  Tomar namer tarii beye

Having rowed the boat of Your name,
I will cross the sea...
I will cross the sea today;
I will cross the sea.
Foggy mist and stormy wind,
Ebb and flood tide, I do not mind.

Some from behind would jeer,
And some would unnerve me...
Whatever fearsome tales they speak,
To them I'll pay no heed.

Upon those billows and cyclones
Descends a tranquil glow...
From the far shore of coming and going,
Beckoning me is boundless peace.

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