You are my fellow ensign
On the road, my goad, my inspiration
Under anguish, under load, and in your
Fire of forebearance tried, refined in life
And limb, I learn anew of our Messiah
Through your higher view of Him.
The new beginnings that we taste
Will never end, though want and waste
And sinnings have defaced the image that
We share. But rare indeed, your heart’s capacity
To bleed for me beside you, poor, unsure, a child,
A broken reed, so commonly defiled.
You take it in your stride
When blessings hide their faces
On our onward journeys to unlisted places,
Knowing that Yeshua’s Spirit will invest us
With the courage and the graces
We shall need until the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! Very good poem on friendship. Some how somewhere similar to my old poem FRIEND.