You sat within the boat
I could not see
How you could sleep and
Be with me.
Tis I awake who slept
Not seeing you
Within the storm
In other form.
Make wide my eyes,
dear Lord
And be their sight,
To find you in the forms
That you delight,
To call to me.
In every storm
Touch them to see
The living forms
That makes you be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Make wide my eyes... In a blind world may the Lord make wide our eyes.