Like a mariner's sleepless, anxious eyes
Catch sight of the greenery of a far isle
My hope with a sigh finds refuge in you.
Above his adrift yacht when seagulls circle
His heart leaps up with joy that the birds
Are none other than your winged love.
His soul elates in the scent of your soil,
He longs to land, carried to him by the gale
And his fear like fog in the sun vanishes
Might and mirth melt down from my peaks
My shelter is still distant, beyond the horizon
Where meet in unison reality and illusion
The last retrieve a disturbed hear seeks is god's abode. Very very beautiful poem a mixture of hope and fath. My compliments
Thank you very much dear poetess. When we place our hopes at the feet of God we feel a sort of satisfaction that our hope is half way through manifestation
reality and illusion make far away the shelter of mind stability- unreachable but the notion function of poetic mind makes it near to heart!
Thank you dear Magatab. Your words are true. It's the creation of our mind to find the horizon where meet reality and illusion
Patience is key to solace. No matter what the situation is and what test we are going through with patience and faith we can sail through. A motivational poem.5** And straight to my poem list.
Thank you very much dear Asim Nehal. Your philosophic words are great and true. Faith and patience are really the wings of the bird of our life.
A marvellous poem that glides between reality and illusion drifting like a yacht.
Thank you very much dear Geeta Menon. Your poetic words are a source of abundant energy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Revisiting this wonderful poem. A poem of faith and hope. Very uplifting.