By Your side river flows
Moving back and forth, my boat
Ever clings to Your side
Peacefully dwelling in freshness,
You are the morning dew on Lily;
Purifying scent, fire that consumes
sacrifice - bringing lyrical atmosphere
Raised up, looking down and
Feeling rain against my skin,
From within You give consolation;
An umbrella to preserve
The dove keeps flying,
He provokes mighty winds
To send back down torrent of oil
That stimulates mechanic in me
Plunged in total darkness,
You are the Light shining Eastward
That gives message to my sleep;
Capacity to read the signs
The sound of Your presence
I call: my refuge -
It produces ineffable promise
And I call you: My Poem.
