Lord, it takes awhile to chart the distance crossed,
rediscovering
the first affections that anchored hearts to place.
it mattered to you that i claim
my will to live
in all the choices
that life offered
2006
i do not know if sometimes the emptiness may be loved,
but there lies a treasure
hidden
on foreign field
2009no one knows what may happen
in the next crossing.
i will do what a child does
knowing
you command a tree over man
give grace and shelter,
believing
your happiness protects us
now, this day
and
always
adapted:
writings & poems of paulo coelho and yehuda amichai
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