Monday, December 16, 2019

A strand of hope

(1451)  Tumi kabe asibe

When will You arrive?
A dry wilderness is mine.
With flowers You'll adorn it.

I am laying out Your seat;
My lamp I am lighting,
Fulfilling all my hope,
When will You take Your throne?

The heavens are overcast,
Nothing gets looked at.
Having come, darkness piercing,
When will You be smiling?

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1 comment:

  1. In Your absence, there is naught for You or me to see; but still I light my lamp.