A Soul’s Cry
Never was I in such dismay
A lost soul
Who knows not the body he’s in
Wandering far and wide
Lost, lost, completely lost
Yet living in millions
Empty am I,
Motionless my heart
Nerves feel not
The pain anywhere in me
Pain in my heart is such
Echoes of your name rising up and up
Unaware is my heart
Of its own beats
Lost it has lost
Its rhythm and music
Once it had.
Will peace come again
To my heart?
Will my eyes be ever dry?
My peace dwells in your eyes
Bring it back to me
In your eyes.
I wish not gold
I wish not wealth
Let my soul be mingled with yours
It lives only
When you are with it.
Make my wandering
A pleasing walk.
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