The Sea
The sea, blue, broad, and vast, stretched before me, endlessly, As I walked on the bed of sand without a trace of lea. The white waves broke on the shore with a crash, And then they disappeared from the land in a flash.
The sea, blue, broad, and vast, stretched before me, endlessly, As I walked on the bed of sand without a trace of lea. The white waves broke on the shore with a crash, And then they disappeared from the land in a flash.
One day walked Zunnoon the Mystic down the forest by the river, When he saw a scorpion run to the stream with a quiver. And by the riverside, a solitary tortoise awaited, The mystic stood watching, amazed, animated.