The lonely boat wanders
Across the sea in the night
Looking for a way to the beach
Through streaks of yellowish light
Dropping from the sky
Where millions of stars roam
The boat is lost in the arrays of
Surging tides and in hissing foam
Only He who watches all
From above can save the boat
Till the golden ray of the morning
Showed up in the sky it would float
Boats, wind and waves are great analogies of the complications of love. Great imagery in this great poem.
He who watches from above can save every thing dear Pandaji.
An inspiring write. A poem of faith. In darkness, there is that One Hand that will guide us through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When your saviour is God who can be lost in the vast expanse of darkness