Who is this Unknown Traveler that arrived?
Why had He been far away, I know not.
Why does He withdraw, not want to pause;
Why does He grant no embrace, I fathom not.
In the wee small hours weeping had I been;
Amid darkness, from fear had I been frightened.
Watching the sunrise I have seen
Whose kindness; this I imagined not.
At midday with the sun's intense heat,
Like a burning flame of dismay raging,
Always I've been looking for relief;
To recognize, pious endeavor I did not.
Underneath the evening-sun's heaven ruddy,
In hope or despair I've gone on struggling.
I proclaim obeisance, there is no prayer;
Anything but grace I crave not.
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Friday, June 6, 2025
Now and then I believe
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Maybe someday He will grant me mercy.
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