I'd cast some bread upon the waters
More than a decade or so.
And now it has returned to me
From many a year ago.
From many a mile it came floating
Upon the peaceful waters—
At the time I needed it most.
(In chaos, life finds order.)
So ‘cast your bread upon the waters'
If you would so dare.
Somehow it will come back to you—
Some time. Some place. Somewhere.
Be it time, or talent or, finance—
Whatever you're able to give—
Cast your bread upon the waters,
And trust God as you live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem