I was a rudderless boat, drifting and drifting On life's turbulent waves. Floating hither and thither, Hither and thither, I craved for A firm ground Where I might drop anchor. My bliss was unbound When I found a ground, my anguish intense when It proved only a shallow, surrendering under my weight, Leaving me adrift, like a cork that refuses to sink.
Sinking would have been a blessing, indeed For my heart would be a clod and pains no pain carry. To die, to liberate the soul from the corporeal frame, Seemed a worthy deed. But, alas! I lacked the courage To rip open the vein that pulsates on my wrist, Every beat proclaiming a vain life, To imitate a stone thrown carelessly into a river. I surmised I was fated to a straw-like existence...
Suddenly, as if out of nothing, oh! wonder, wonder, I found a piece of firm ground, I dropped my anchor down. She has held me up ever since, My heart's joy, my darling, Lending my life a meaning While I live, rejoicing...
