Trying to change those I can’t change
Turning newer as years pass by
Make way for bouts of storms
With restlessness in the midst!
Feeling secured in His custody
An escape route instantaneous
Listening too much parting less
Wait in silence for His word!
Leaning on His unrestricting arms
Formless voice flows over me
Winters of my grief warm up in the hug
I am subdued by sleep for immigration aloft!
Immortal soul the gleaming genius
Spring up high spreading the wings
Ruffling mind left to the mortal flesh
The solitary bird makes its rounds!
Power of giving and forgiving ever
Make me kindle candles of happiness
Wielding compassion and doubting no one
Prompt me serve fearing none!
Holding the tongue that kills without blood
Keeping aside the resentment forever
Formulate my plan for abode salvation
With feather of hope that perches in the soul!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem