They burnt a corpse upon the sand--
The light shone out afar;
It guided home the plunging dhows
That beat from Zanzibar.
Spirit of Fire, where'er Thy altars rise,
Thou art the Light of Guidance to our eyes!
The light shone out afar; It guided home the plunging dhows Beautiful poem, thanks poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Readersdigest held an poetry awards contest around 1988 or 1989 or 1990 at the Washington, D.C. Washington Hilten Hotle the first place poem was my poem and Im trying to obtain a copy of it is there any way that I could be help in this area